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If the words weren’t in my own handwriting, I’d swear they were written by someone else. Of course I remembered the semester I spent abroad in college, even before I rediscovered the travel journal I had kept during my time in France. Even 17 years later, I can vividly recall the intense homesickness I felt at first. I can still feel the throbbing headaches from straining to understand a language I’d studied for years, but had never been immersed in daily. I can even remember the smell of the lavender shampoo I used.