Sunday, September 15, 2013

'the deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.'

I've never been this busy.

I awaken early and work until late into the night, when Natalie and I usually close down the library (and get a free cup of coffee as the doors lock behind us). 

Luckily for me, I adore what I do. I study my deepest interests everyday. My leadership roles on campus are more rewarding than I thought they'd be. And I'm surrounded by people who are beautiful and true and brighten my world -- I'm pursuing my idea of love, and it's sticking around. I can feel my soul begin to blossom again.

And I'm having the time of my life.

Justin, the sassiest of the sassy.
I wouldn't trade our wine and cheese nights (or our Pussycat Dolls video workouts, obvi) for anything.
 

Oh, Biggums. I'd rendezvous with you in Times Square any day.   



Maysville Whiskey Bar in Manhattan with the birthday boy

Puffin' on a skinny with my main man.
Let's talk Sufi logic and sip Scotch again next week.

You're not so bad, senior year. You may stay.

L

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