I forget sometimes who I am, or why I'm here. I think it's because I've been here so long that I forget everything, I lose my sense of self. I can only hear the machine beep faintly, but even that comforting noise has been drowned out. fading out into nothingness.
All though there are a lot of things that I can say about the exchange, these are the first that jump into my mind when I think about my exchange year.