As I begin my last year at Swarthmore, I can't help but think about my semester abroad. I can't help but miss it.
As happy as I am to be back, surrounded with so many intellectually curious and kind people, Cubans have a way of enjoying life that is hard to find elsewhere – especially at Swarthmore, where everyone is always stressing out about their ever-increasing important studies and lives.
It's hard to be so happy and find so much enjoyment in what is sometimes so little. But they do it.
I wonder whether I can too.
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