Having come back to Vancouver at the end of the summer, my stuff had made a tornado-like exit out of my suitcase and onto my floor, and bed, and chair. Is this what they mean by pathetic fallacy?
My mind was still swimming in the Black Sea in Ukraine, and that was why for me it was so weird to be sitting back in my room. Peaches on beaches, salty, spraying waters, everything glistening under the summer sun in Odessa. How sweet and carefree it is for the mind to wander.
To wander down sidewalks, and back into time.
There’s many things I did not get a chance to write about during my exchange, in part (or for the most part) due to the hefty course load I decided to take on.. French classes, a class in the neighboring university of EPFL, biology classes. Though this felt at times like an extra weight during my exchange, and at times made me feel constrained in the activities and outings I did during my exchange, overall I felt this really helped me to fully immerse myself into life in Switzerland.
How to put these memories, the six months of my exchange into words?
It’s been an absolutely surreal experience, in many ways different for me than I had thought, maybe in this way it has also been eye opening.