A review by natalie_eighmey
My Oxford Year, by Julia Whelan
4.0
this book had me reminiscing about summer euro adventures & feeling all the feels. i wish Ella was able to have it all, but that’s rarely the case in life i fear.
“the act of making a choice, of choosing a path, doesn’t mean the other path disappears. it just means that it will forever run parallel to the one you’re on. it means you have to live with knowing what you gave up.” (316) i’m spiraling tbh Whelan’s got me questioning every post grad option
“the act of making a choice, of choosing a path, doesn’t mean the other path disappears. it just means that it will forever run parallel to the one you’re on. it means you have to live with knowing what you gave up.” (316) i’m spiraling tbh Whelan’s got me questioning every post grad option