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I’ve never thought of Mondays like that. I like it.
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Letters to the girls on the floor above him.
I’ve written about this song before. It’s one of my absolute favorites. I fell in love with it five or six years ago in Paris and my love for it has yet to fade. There’s something so desperately romantic about it. I’m not sure how to completely explain it but this is probably one of the best songs I’ve ever heard.
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The last one perfectly illustrates my current situation. I’ve got about 32 minutes of battery life left and I’ve locked myself out of my room but it’s all okay because I can make a wish at 11:11.
I’ve got a plane ride out of here on Wednesday and I’m done with classes. It’s warm and somewhat sunny and life is happy and beautiful and it’s all going to be amazing and great. That’s what I’ve got to remember. Happy.
