Summer.

Sometimes I wake up not knowing where my things are. I never panic: I have friends who will keep track of my things for me. Yesterday I woke up not sure where my phone was, but was graced by Casey's presence, at my window, my phone in her hand, telling me to put my shirt on. An hour later, after hearing me vom in the bathroom, Liz makes me rice without me asking her. 

I think I have waited my whole life to have friends like these.

After hearing about the 8th death of  this summer alone, I thought that I really do not know what I would do if I lost any of these people. I do not think I could fit in anywhere better than I do Purchase. I leave this behind in a year. The thought really scares me.

But, for now, I will have movie nights, cupcakes, homemade sushi, and write plays with people who mean the most to me. That's really special.

In other news, I really want these boots:

Also, I think I found out recently what it is like to "fall into something." You know, like, when someone has a career and they say "I don't know how I got into it, I just fell into it and here I am." Somehow, all I will be doing until next May is directing things. At least four projects. That's cool, right?

In short: This summer is kicking my ass in the best and worst way.