Funny how people remember things differently:
Thinking back to Winter Semester 2011 in Germany, I asked Corbin,
"Do you remember how it became spring just as soon as we arrived, and kept on being beautiful for months? Easter was just a dream..."
"I suppose it did get warm for awhile. But I remember 2011 as 'The year without a summer'."
Here is the place where I am to ramble about life and love and languages. You'll probably encounter some quasi-anthropological ranting and a lot of wanderlust. I do try not to be too emo, and occasionally throw in things of worldly interest, so stop by and read if you have a few minutes. :)
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