last weekend i went to vermont to go snowboarding for the first time since moving to the east coast. i went alone besides Bun-Bun and Bobsled the Bison. they are the best guys and i love them very much. i had a really wonderful time and met an older guy at a bar that told me to text him when i come back so he can ski with me. it was really a sweet time and now i want to live in vermont. if you get the chance you should go to vermont
lived there for 4 years in college and i miss it a lot. the thing about living in a state with a long, harsh winter is that spring is so fucking cathartic
platonic love, romantic love, or even small doses of love (compliments, kind gestures, gift-giving) -- it's a constant reminder the people around you care deeply about you. love is everywhere in many forms. don't take it for granted, cause they really love you so!
woke up this morning to my article live on the front page of a local magazine i've read for so many years... feels like a full-circle moment i already have plenty of articles out on college publications, but this hits so much different. i'm sure all journalists know the ecstatic feeling of having your article published for the first time, as i'm experiencing that joy right now. just overall very chipper this morning :)
