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i just finished a three-thousand word essay on whether women had a choice in marriage in medieval islam. last weekend i was in scotland. two weeks ago scott and i were in paris. i've been in london for a little over two months now. life keeps sneaking up on me really fast. i keep feeling really old and it's weird. where i am now is a lot different then two years ago. it's scary. i'm about half way done with college and i have no idea what i'm doing with my life. right now i'm really looking forward to summer like i have for my entire life and i'm afraid of that ending too soon. eventually i won't have summers off. eventually i will be living in new york full time. the youthful days of westford appear to be numbered and i'm afraid to let them go. they've been good to me.