Sometimes I think everything falls into place, maybe if it's just for a few hours or a day or two, but I realize I am a complete person because of what great platonic friendships I have and that's when I think I don't need much else.

Thank you snow days for the epic Rittenhouse snowball fights and the swings in the park down the street and the movie marathons and the people you meet and watching my dog fail at retrieving a snowball.

Thank you for making me remember what I am made of.