Je pars pour Paris... deux

I think about it as a step—the next place I’ll hang my hat—a move up, carrying with me all that I’ve achieved to date. A diploma from Babson, too many friends to count or name (<3), a unique home-life experience from where I draw my clarity and creativity. I’m not running away from anything—this is the first time in my life where I feel like the next choice is mine, all mine, and could be absolutely anything! I know I want to avoid business (for now), and I know I want to see the world (preferably as much of it as possible). I want to be a student who doesn’t have to get so attached, so political, so involved, spread so thin. I want to live learning! I want to do Good. And I want to write, write, write, write. But I’ve barely been outside the U.S…