Thank you for turning out much, much, MUCH better than I could’ve ever imagined.
Writing for a living and being challenged by the demands of the craft. Check.
Friends who don’t think twice about being there for you. And these lovely faces are just two out of (starts counting)…ten? Fifteen?
One year of grad school down. Three stories (still being) written, three essays (to be) sorted yet started.
Only one of many photos from that weekend of accidental bliss.