There are a lot of things I don't understand right now-- things that seem to have gone awry, or that aren't quite the way they should be. I trust that they'll be set right. But my heart is heavy with some things... for a friend to understand that he is loved and that his debt has already been paid. And for difficult goodbyes to soften and fade into something new and beautiful.
My hair smells like dye. Ew.
Hello, Secondhand Serenade. You are wonderful. (I am talking to Emily and she is introducing me to new and fantastic music. I love her. And for more reasons than that.)
I miss Firenze a lot. I close my eyes sometimes and mentally walk around Florence. Is that weird? Probably.
with love and sleepiness,
Megan
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