And now we are 25.
The thing of it is, friends, that I'm very happy these days, in ridiculous, hyperbola-inducing amounts. Life is a lot smarter than I am, and even though I keep thinking that I should be doing other things with my life, that's not actually true. I think I might be doing exactly what I ought to be right now, and I'm doing it surrounded by people who will play at the park until 3:30 AM on a weeknight, people who leave trees on my doorstep, people who don't look away even when my edges are showing. I'm surrounded by and overwhelmed with love and affection right now, the luckiest girl in town.
Everything is always getting better somewhere.
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