I was looking at that loveseat last night; remembering when that picture was taken.
Things are going well. We are moving next weekend and school is rapidly approaching so I am just trying to prepare as best as I can. I'm looking forward to this next chapter in my life but at the same time it's bittersweet. Anything that has to do with moving forward is bittersweet. I would love to hang out in the past forever but I know that's not logical.