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so let's talk about my life right now.
i'm taking three classes in which i read thomas merton, make woody allen linos, and get lovingly and relentlessly made fun of by adoring professors who know me better than some friends. i live on a beautiful campus in a tall building with two of my best girlfriends, in a room by myself where i sit and make noise with my sewing machine and my guitar. some of the leaves falling from the trees here are bigger than both my hands held together.
yesterday, standing outside on the sidewalk with the leaves swirling around my feet, i scored my dream apartment. in two days, i will drive back to champaign to get the keys and start training for my new job, selling books to people in the city i love most. twice in the past twelve hours, someone has said to me champaign isn't gonna know what hit it.
and that pretty much sums things up.
i'm taking three classes in which i read thomas merton, make woody allen linos, and get lovingly and relentlessly made fun of by adoring professors who know me better than some friends. i live on a beautiful campus in a tall building with two of my best girlfriends, in a room by myself where i sit and make noise with my sewing machine and my guitar. some of the leaves falling from the trees here are bigger than both my hands held together.
yesterday, standing outside on the sidewalk with the leaves swirling around my feet, i scored my dream apartment. in two days, i will drive back to champaign to get the keys and start training for my new job, selling books to people in the city i love most. twice in the past twelve hours, someone has said to me champaign isn't gonna know what hit it.
and that pretty much sums things up.