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𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 - 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘙𝘦𝘺

「 ✦ 𝗔𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 𝗣𝗢𝗩 ✦ 」

After a tear-filled goodbye, I'm off to Connecticut. My parents decided it was best if I did college in the States. Since my tia is a professor at the University of Connecticut I would be getting a hefty discount on my tuition. Plus, UConn has a Sports Medicine program that surpasses anything back home in Brazil.

As the airplane gains altitude, I press my forehead against the window, watching the familiar landscape of Rio de Janeiro shrink below me. Silently, I bid farewell to the bustling streets, the rhythmic waves of the ocean, and the vibrant colors of my hometown. It's a bittersweet moment, filled with nostalgia for the life I'm leaving behind and anticipation for the adventures that await me in Connecticut. With a deep breath, I turn my gaze forward, ready to embrace the unknown and write the next chapter of my story.

As I settle into my seat on the plane, I reach for my phone and unlock it, seeking comfort in the memories captured within its digital confines. With a gentle swipe, I navigate to the last picture I took with my best friend Ana, a snapshot frozen in time from our unforgettable surfing adventure. The image fills the screen, capturing the vibrant hues of the sunset dancing on the waves, the salty breeze tousling our hair, and the radiant smiles adorning our faces as we embraced the thrill of the moment.

I pause, allowing the warmth of nostalgia to wash over me, momentarily transporting me back to that idyllic day of sun, sea, and laughter. It's a cherished memory, a reminder of the unbreakable bond we share and the countless adventures that lie ahead, waiting to be discovered. With a soft smile tugging at the corners of my lips, I make the picture my wallpaper, a silent promise to carry our friendship with me wherever I go, even as I journey to distant shores.

With Lana Del Rey's melodies filling my ears, I crank up the volume on my Beats, seeking solace in her music as I embark on this transatlantic journey. With a silent prayer whispered under my breath, I hope that the melatonin I took kicks in soon, ensuring that the next time I open my eyes, I'll have safely touched down in the States. The rhythmic hum of the plane and Lana's ethereal voice lull me into a sense of calm, easing the nerves and anxiety that flutter in my stomach.

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𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞
𝐈 🩷 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐞

𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞! 𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫

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