I remember staring out my window, the same grey sky, the same familiar streets. My university life was comfortable, predictable, and frankly, a little too small for the big dreams…
I remember staring out my window, the rain streaking down the glass, mirroring the uncertainty I felt about my future. The world outside beckoned, particularly the vibrant, dynamic continent of…
I remember the chill that ran down my spine, not from the Canadian winters I'd only ever seen in pictures, but from the sheer audacity of my dream. Studying abroad,…
It all started with a daydream, really. I was scrolling through endless feeds, half-listening to the hum of my everyday life, when a picture popped up. Sparkling blue waters, a…
I remember staring at the old, faded map tacked to my bedroom wall, tracing the contours of Europe with a hopeful finger. Paris, Rome, Berlin – names that hummed with…
I remember staring out my window, the rain-streaked glass mirroring a future that felt impossibly far away. The United Kingdom. Just the name itself conjured images of ancient libraries, bustling…
My heart would pound a little faster every time I saw a picture of an American university campus. The sprawling green lawns, the ivy-covered brick buildings, the vibrant student life…
I remember standing in my high school guidance counselor’s office, staring blankly at a brochure for a university that looked like something out of a movie. Grand old buildings, students…
I remember it like yesterday, sitting at our old kitchen table, the kind with a few wobbly legs and burn marks from forgotten hot plates. Spread out before me were…