Spring semester was filled with pretty outfits, cold nights snuggled up with my baby cousins, laughing and drinking and throwing parties for any reason with my aunt, feeling lonely and feeling like that was okay. The highlight was March break, when I spent a few days down at Hofstra visiting one of my very best home friends, and we spend hilarious and drunken nights out with her roommates and a lovely weekend in the city. I think I learned a lot about what it means to have support when I was down there, when I already felt loved and accepted by people who I'd known for three days.
This summer I am focusing on spending time with friends and family, job hunting (awfully difficult!), learning to make the best of my situation, and having lots of time to think -- about the upcoming school year, about where I want to be in my life, about the choices I choose to make. And it's liberating.
