Instant sugar rush, ladies and gentlemen.
Most people think that Friday nights spent alone would be a dull evening indeed. For me, however, it was wonderful ending to a wonderful day.
The past two weeks have been, uh, rather rocky. And by rocky, I mean a-nefarious-villain-has-tied-you-to-a-horse-and-is-dragging-you-behind-him-down-a-gravel-road type of thing. Nope. Ugh. Ick.
But I've come to think about a few things. I've done a lot of thinking recently. Of things I need to read, and write. Of capturing precious moments throughout the day. I've been thinking about places I want to visit.
I applied to study abroad in London next fall. If I'm accepted, I'll miss the leaves changing colors here in America. I'll miss football season and long lines of pumpkin spice latte-lovers trailing out the library doors. The thing I'll miss the most though, is marching with my beloved Golden Wave Band.
There's so much changing, and it's all happening so fast. Days are fleeing more quickly than I can grab hold of them. I attended my first career fair last week. I turn twenty next year.
But there are those moments, those warm, delicious, chocolate-y chocolate hot chocolate moments in life that are worth the whirlwind. Good books and movies, for example, along with a nest of blankets and pillows. Laughing with fellow color guard members. Swapping stories with the best of roommates. Lindy hopping for four hours straight.
These moments are what makes time slow down and life infinitely more precious.
Stop and smell the roses, and feel the taste of chocolate-y chocolate hot chocolate as it warms you from the inside out.
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