My dear friend, its always a pleasure to reunite.
I look forward to freedom as if it were the road that I am driving on. Freedom is the "N" on my compass that the magnet is drawn to. I hear my name being called and naturally, I turn. February reappropriated April and the world isn't yet mad. You stole the culture of the warmer months to make the cold just a memory. Snow happened, but we have to try to remember it. We remember it by the white color, the lack of people on the streets, the slow motivation. We can't remember what it felt like. Although we remember the sensory perception while the feeling no longer exists, we cannot forget that the snow came and went.
You made fun of me for crying during Forrest Gump on Thursday, but I'm not mad. My sister, my muse, my inspiration; I love you no matter what.
I got to spend the day with my loves, Solly and Nikki (and Nikki's boyfriend, Pat). We stumbled upon one of my favorite bandos, the Ivex factory. Two hours of laughter weren't enough. I wish I could spend every day with you two.
I met Nathan just over two years ago, and we have grown closer ever since. A friend that you can learn from is a friend worth having. Yesterday, we spent the day aimlessly roaming around Downtown Cleveland snapping photos of the pretty fall vibes and the City's photographic interiors. Nathan had never been to Severance Hall, and we were serendipitous to stumble upon a pianist practicing at a smaller stage. I really like the word "severance".