It Might Not Be the Right Time

This absence is my testament to finding someone awesome to kiss in dormitory basements with only two weeks left in the quarter.

And in summer living two states away.

This long space in-between entries is my ode to coming home and being too bored to do absolutely anything.

And then going to San Francisco for a week and having my mind blown.

This post is about my new love for Daft Punk.

And this song. It’s wonderful. A gift for taking too long and being so distracted.