When I got off the plane from London at Logan Airport two months ago, I gleefully welcomed the frigid weather. It was unbearable and exposure to the wind caused concerning pain to my face and hands, but it confirmed that I was home.<\/p>\n
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Don\u2019t get me wrong \u2014 spending the fall semester studying abroad in England was the greatest thing I\u2019ve ever done. And that was exactly the problem. I didn\u2019t want to leave at all, but I\u2019d accomplished my academic and research goals and completely run out of money. So, I had come to accept that it was time to get back to campus where I can focus more directly on working toward a career without being distracted by travel, a different social dynamic, and the whimsy of simply being elsewhere<\/i>.<\/p>\n
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I take it back. I\u2019d become accustomed to such a routine lifestyle of extremes in London. My time was spent in lengthy periods of either sitting quietly and nervously in a massive historical library or taking taxis, buses, trains, and planes to the new coolest place I\u2019d ever been in my life. Classes ran once or twice a week. The weather was a comfortable, albeit often rainy, 50 degrees every single day. Plane tickets cost $40. I could drink legally!<\/p>\n
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Nothing feels right in Boston \u2014 the city in which I\u2019ve lived practically all my life. I\u2019m no longer on a cultural crash course disguised as a vacation. It\u2019s not easy realizing that what I learn and accomplish in the next year very much decides how I spend the rest of my life. It\u2019s not easy reverting to prudent financial habits. Fortunately, friends and family remain constant regardless of where I spend my time, and returning to those at home has certainly helped me realize what, or who, truly drives me to achieve my goals.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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