grapes

I was reading my older posts, and I've been thinking about where I stand now, roughly 9 months after I moved here. Strangely enough, it's still all pretty new to me. I wonder when I'll feel settled in. I wonder if I ever will. I've been applying to internships, thinking about my career, thinking about my future life, where I'll be and what I'll be doing. Most importantly, will I be around you guys?

Chicago - lots to see and lots to do, but there's no fun in it if you aren't with me :(

My dad tells me that I'm too dependent, too dependent on you. Is it wrong to be? How can I help not be, when you're so amazingly strong?

Yesterday I spent a few minutes looking through my scrapbook, the one I started with Mansi. Each page takes so much effort to put together, but each time I look back at that page, a gush of emotions and stories overtake me. They were simple moments. But so simply deep. Each time the camera clicked, I made a note to myself -- "I will never forget this moment." And I'm glad today that not just me, but we all did that and that we could be so aware that the moment was going to end, but still soak in the moment and every single move and feeling with it. Still live in it. It's so vivid that each time we talk about it, it comes back to us, recreated, as if it was literally yesterday.

And I think...it's okay to be dependent on you. Because it's you.