it’s finals week, and we’re falling apart to half time.
when i started writing this post, i was in the dining hall and dance dance came on. it was a wednesday and i was thinking about whether skipping class then was a worthwhile endeavor. i got almost all of my french studying done, so i’m going to say it was worth it.
i’ve been feeling as though i’ve been dancing on a weird plane for the last two weekends. today’s saturday, and a week ago i was dancing in boston with friends who make music to dance to. yesterday, i was dancing to the tune of becoming a manager and to the good people around me. in short, i have done so much dancing in the last two weeks that i should have fallen apart, but i’m still here!
the first snowfall of the season did something to me. i don’t know if it’s because i’d never seen snow like that before or because magic is real or both, but the snow was so so purifying. i can’t describe it except by saying that i feel ready. i’m ready now.
i’m ready to feel good things, and the next month will be a whirlwind, but i’m ready. i’m ready for four finals and to dance and to manage a band and to have heart eyes for boys and to plan for england — i’m ready.
okay universe, i’m ready.
love and light,