Life without you here has been kind of weird. I’ve had some great days- hanging out with mah buds and talking over food. But, between those good days, there’s a whole lot of me just getting accustomed to sleeping alone, walking the streets of Philadelphia with no hand to hold- basically, going back to the freedom of Freshman year, but with this empty spot in my chest.
Things have been pretty cool, though. Everyone’s art is amazing in my class and I’m starting to feel better about mine. The internship is incredible and everyone is impressed and worried about how I commute to New York from Philadelphia and still manage to get to the office by 9:30am. I’m learning a lot about publishing and it’s nice to do work that’s relevant to my interests.
I’m super jealous of all the face time you’re getting with Charlie. I miss her so much. I’m also jealous of all the time she’s spending with you, since I miss you one heck of a lot too.
Keep me in the loop. It seems like we’ve been texting less and less and I hardly ever get to hear your voice- that hurts the most. Forgetting your voice.
I love you. -A