I want to live like this dance feels.
As per chapter six in Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project, I am making a resolution for a one sentence blog every day in August.
If you haven't read this book,
drop what you're doing
and Do it Now.
I feel as though this is the perfect way for me to catch a thousand fleeting memories. Even though I'm cheating and today's entry is going to be a lot more than a sentence.
Meet Nelly. It's love at first strum.
Who lives in this sad, lonely place?
Remember when it was once the cutest apartment in the mill?
Full of love, laughter, and admittedly some gas.
I'm not emotionally prepared to write what I really feel
about leaving Harrisonburg behind...
So, for now. Thank you.
No place has ever felt as much like home.
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