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There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.
-- Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark, 1915

So...
Already three month of a new life, miles away.. 5h ahead of europe...
New world, new rules and a set of values confusing at times... 3month of this new life
and it's still so hard to define what place can be yours here.
The truest and warmest smiles ever seen.. and yet...
everything reminds you that you don't belong to this place.
And yes this why, I decided, once again to go an exchange...
I decided to go so everyday would be a challenge.
I wanted to travel far in order to question what I thought I knew..
To travel... seek... and grow.
