still

Right in the midst of final exams -- November is always full of emotion -- I am graduating, I am growing; I am becoming something etc etc. I've just tidied my room to the soundtrack of La Vie En Rose, and am feeling incredibly nostalgic and contemplative. 

First and foremost, you should know that I am happy. Joy, frequently broken up with fragments of anxiety and nerves and other emotions surrounding "growing up" (such an elusive and drawn out process, really). There is so much left to do this year; I've still got so much more living to do. 

I'll leave it at that -- quiet thoughts, I've still got so much more to say, but that is for another time when I am not so drunken (rosy-cheeked) with fatigue and nostalgia. 

My love, always,

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