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Today involved a lot of coffee and good conversation. Lately I’ve been hanging out with a lot of my close Houston friends one on one before I leave. I got a chance to hangout with Christine, Katelyn, Caitlin, Rachel, Lucia, and Chelsa. I didn’t get a chance to see Sonya, Oumama, or Paige.
It’s really going to be crazy starting all over again. There are so many pieces here of me that are hard to leave behind: the courtyard culture, my genius but fun-loving friends, the harris county green party, two year olds, being so close to Mexico, listening to Sufjan Stevens in my car, and Jacob (and everything that ever was). Last year was possibly the best year of my life. Being eighteen and feeling free. Being a hippie in the truest sense of the word. Living to the fullest extent possible came first, everything else, second. I feel like last year might be the only time in a long time when my sole responsibility was to live up life. It wasn’t about grades, it wasn’t about getting into college (as much as I tried unsuccessfully to make it about it), it wasn’t about how productive I was and what I had to show for it. It was about being 18 and being alive.
It’s really going to be crazy starting all over again. There are so many pieces here of me that are hard to leave behind: the courtyard culture, my genius but fun-loving friends, the harris county green party, two year olds, being so close to Mexico, listening to Sufjan Stevens in my car, and Jacob (and everything that ever was). Last year was possibly the best year of my life. Being eighteen and feeling free. Being a hippie in the truest sense of the word. Living to the fullest extent possible came first, everything else, second. I feel like last year might be the only time in a long time when my sole responsibility was to live up life. It wasn’t about grades, it wasn’t about getting into college (as much as I tried unsuccessfully to make it about it), it wasn’t about how productive I was and what I had to show for it. It was about being 18 and being alive.