This ride seems to be coming to an end. First year went well. Picked up some bad and some good habits. Fell in love, almost eloped, went homeless for the summer; although it felt like camping because the weather was awesome. I got an internship doing some research, then got an actual job through the same company. I am no longer a full time student, only part time. Overall, things are okay. No reason to mope around.
Art. Life. Recovery. Self-Love. All in one space. One moment.