And It Goes Like This

Summer is finally here.

Breathe deep. Sigh. Smile. Tilt your head back. Thank your lucky stars.

For a day, I reflected on the year I had had. I found it only took a day, though, because I had reflected so often with the best people to reflect with: those that had been there with me every step of the way. My fighters, my shoulders, my study buddies, my secret keepers... my new friends.



"Here we are again." Again.
The clocks paused as I traveled back to my parents' home
my old home, my first home
and then began rewinding.
Rewinding, rewinding.
I somersaulted back through every detail making up this past year
twisted through the memories
the quad, the laughs, the gross food, the beautiful connections
the pot lucks, the formals, the dreams and devilish ideas
until I crash landed back into the same spot as I was
the night before I left for it all.
It is as if I have regressed
I want to prove that it happened
and that it changed me.
But, I don't have to, because it did.
And it will be again.
And it is wonderful to be here anyway.

Besides, I have a thing for long walks down memory lane.

I Gotta Feeling

I think it's that time of year... no, time of life again. It's that strange time of life where the minute that I'm currently experiencing (its 8:37 pm) is torturous because, let me be real with you for a second, I don't want to write one more word about the Cold War, but the time of my life that I'm currently experiencing is fantastic. It is almost summer. I have reached that cliche point in my college experience where "I LOVE COLLEGE" is all I can think to say on the matter. I get to go to New York in five days. I am taking in knowledge like a chocolate addict eats Hershey bars (in excess and with love and obsession). Sara Khan will be in my unyielding grasp very soon. I have the most wonderful friends here at Hook Them University. And, hey, my mother's cooking is only a few weeks away.

Rawr.

Love, Lana