It's one thing to remember South Africa and to sing the Zulu songs in my head while drinking an English version of Rooibos tea, but it's so much better to catch up with friends from the South Africa semester, sing songs together, and drink the actual tea while also eating Zulu bread.
I don't know how else to describe it than by quoting Starfield:
"it's been so long since I have met you here,
since I have said these words or cried these tears,
and like a child would come I run into our secret place,
and as the music fades the tears are rolling down my face.
I am alive in this moment, in this moment I am found.
I am alive in this moment, in this moment I belong".
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