still on that deeply pensive kick... anticipating home

I’m back to square one. Whereas my first couple weeks here were marked with such overwhelming feelings and experiences I could barely write, once again I am so overcome with emotion, thought, and the desire to convey EVERTHING that I cannot even start a sentence. I keep thinking of this other piece, that other moment to explain, how my telling of this story won’t make sense until I first tell another…. The viscious circle of study abroad and why its victims return to school wide-eyed, and yet closed-mouthed about an experience too big to tell.