One of the best feelings in the world is finding out that someone that you have really, really liked for months feels the same way about you. One of my best friends and I are going out now, and even though it has only been a few days, I don’t think I’ve ever been happier. Her being in my life is literally the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I just want to hang out with her and give her mix CDs and crumple up all of the poems that I wrote during worse times. My life has become euphoric because of her existence in a space formerly occupied by final essays and exams and half-made plans for summer. I feel like I’m growing up, and, oddly enough, it isn’t terrifying.

There is so much I want to say about all of this that I don’t know how to take the time to express any of it eloquently—I just write everything that comes to mind. But I’m content at the moment just sharing everything. ♦