• My 22 year old, Art School Student, Bunny Owning, Verge of Real Adulthood Life

    It’s the things you can’t see that mean the most or are the most important- from this I take, it’s the things you feel that mean the most. Driving down the highway on my way to school I feel this build up and eruption of excitement and joy, simply because I’m driving, alone, in a car, on the highway, on my way to college! What?! How can anyone ever be bored? I’m sitting at home, watching something uninteresting to me on the television, in walks this man, he bends down and kisses my forehead and I say “have a good night at work, I love you” as he replies with “I love you too babe!” What? I have this handsome man, living with me, loving me, how could I ever complain? I’m laughing with my sister, I love spending time with her. Where…