Rain and What It Brings
So here's a little did she know for you! Today, I was sitting at my desk looking at mylifeisaverage.com (which is hilarious by the way, you should check it out if you haven't already) when I get a call from one of my favorite people. My artist friend, Sarah.
It's been a little while since we've talked and this rainy day with my roommate gone and my room to myself seems like a great time to catch up with her instead of doing homework.
I get ready to move to the couch to curl up in a blanket and talk for a while.
"Where are you?" she asks, after the preliminary "how are yous"
"I'm in the dorm," I say.
"Do you want to come out for a moment and give me a hug?"
I am in shock, running down the stairs in pajama pants, with a huge smile on my face, barely able (okay, let's go with unable) to contain my excitement.
It's been almost a year since I've seen her.
I run through the rain and throw my arms around her. We hug probably seven times and scream and laugh and I'm crying a bit but you can't tell because of the rain.
Happy doesn't even cut it.
I went through a time in my childhood when I used to be all dramatic and say that each new bad day was the "worst day of my life."
This, is one of the best days of my life, and it's not anywhere near over yet.
Little did I know.
Thanks for reading.