Overcast

Dear Cherish,

And so it begins.


I quite enjoy all of these clouds and the Cathedral of the Madeline and photography and Walgreens and 2am and caramel colored jeans and motorcycles and bad apples and good apples and mint green Porches (yes mint green darling) and loads of lint on my black pants and pretending that it's completely normal to spend $45.00 on lunch (On lunch! for crying out loud I'm in college!) and I do these things and I have these people in my life that just

shine.



You know, like stars.

And while they're shining, I'm shining too and eating it all up.

Sometimes though I feel distant. Almost disconnected, like college really hasn't happened and I'm not really here and these people I'm so lucky to know are made up (they're just that great) but no matter how far away it seems, my heart is really just skipping. Skipping along, skipping beats, skipping out on that pain it has been feeling for so long.

I'm going to have 19 years of life under my belt come October and you know what?

I think I've done pretty okay.


Always & Forever,


Kate

Home

Dear Cherish,

(Listen to this song while you read this post.)

I came home this weekend. Home to a happy little girl who calls me "Mommy Katz." Home to a queen sized bed. Home to a loud family and good food. Home to my best friend. Home to a letter. Home to laundry Saturdays and lazy Sundays.

Here, I don't have to impress anyone. No one is waiting for my next outfit, waiting for my next profound statement, no one cares what I do with my hair, or how much make up I have on. And it feels good.

I'm rejuvenating. Beginning to be refreshed. Life can afford to wait a moment. There really is no place like home.

Always & Forever,

Kate