I am happy. I am the woman I’ve always wanted to be. I have the life want because that is the life I make. And I have friends and family so very dear that there are no words that can even describe.
And on this day five years ago, I was crunching through gravel pathways of Cambridge and chasing the ghosts of Sylvia Plath and Nick Drake. And I was dating some guy who made me smile. He even sent me roses. Across the country. Across the Atlantic Ocean. Roses.
Some things won’t ever change. Lucky.