The first half of my undergraduate studies took place in Normandy, France. For two years, the perpetually rainy city of Le Havre hosted me, my awkward French and my growing assortment of rain gear.
The first half of my undergraduate studies took place in Normandy, France. For two years, the perpetually rainy city of Le Havre hosted me, my awkward French and my growing assortment of rain gear.
No one rises at 5 a.m. without a groan-worthy reason. Here’s mine: prednisone makes me unable to fucking sleep.