July 2011

June 21st, 2017

My cousin was born while I was working the summer at my university. I would graduate in December, and it was my last summer to enjoy fully. It seemed particularly hot and humid. It was a strange, not altogether pleasant summer. But it was the first time I was paid to do what I enjoyed. I could watch the clouds come in soft and light then turn thick and purple from my chair.

The day my cousin was born I bought sushi in celebration at the student center. Even being so far removed, I felt blessed.

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