The Journey Throughout
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Last published Tue, Jul 12, 2016
Due to the hustle and bustle of life, we are often oblivious to the events that occur in our world. We look around, see things, and hear things, but we only learn about our community rather than the others outside of it. But why don't we feel the need to look out of our window sometimes, instead of secluding ourselves? Look out your window, because there are many things you will find.
The Journey Throughout is a journey through Ananya's thoughts. I know I am not an expert on the events that occur in our world, but this how I perceive the world due to the experiences I've gone through. There are many things I think about on a day to day basis, so this is why it's a journey. So all aboard? We are about to start the journey!
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