Hazy summer noon. Pressing flowers. Eggs Benedict and carrot cake from David Burke’s Kitchen. Nothing cohesive, just bits and pieces from an Indian summer. 

I miss the warm weather. When I walked back to my dorm at 6 in the morning, I was shivering so hard my hands were shaking as I swiped myself into the building. I’ve been trying desperately to catch up on sleep and have ended up feeling pretty sick and tired of just about everything right now (I even changed my blog name). So absolutely done with school at this moment and looking forward to my 7 month break before medical school starts. My days are comprised of phantom toothaches, BBC Sherlock, and pining. I left my cameras at home and it really is like losing a limb. I find myself reaching for the shelf, but nothing is there. 3 weeks left – it shouldn’t be this hard, but it is.