Losing it in Barcelona

After sobbing in the International House bathroom, publicly walking into a barrier and injuring myself more than I would like to admit, and hearing my father was in the hospital via Facebook message that started with “Btw,” I’ve reached a limit that can only be illustrated by my dear Hansel.

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