It’s simple. It’s innate. It’s true. And it’s one of the most valuable lessons I’ve learned since starting my journalism career. (Thank you, Scott Winter.)
Writing is how I cope. Writing is therapeutic.
This summer, unlike most incoming juniors majoring in journalism, I don’t have an internship. Instead, I’m skipping out on a summer where I could have my third internship to immerse myself in another culture by spending five weeks studying abroad in Cusco, Peru with 42 strangers. And so I write.
I know, I know. The world doesn’t need yet another study abroad blog. I get it—at least five study abroad blogs pop up in my newsfeed on a daily basis. But writers write, and I’m currently a writer with no writing outlet. I do plan on continuing to blog somewhat regularly once I return home. I promise. But until then, you’ll just have to deal with one more study abroad blog popping up on your Facebook page. And I make no apologies for that.
So, there you have it. Stay tuned, folks.