As I currently look out of the 9th floor of my dormitory in Boston, I can see the hustle and bustle that is Commonwealth Ave and Beacon St. I often reflect of how happy I am to be here, for I have craved to be part of a city. The cool weather is finally settling in, and the Citgo light shines like a northern star, engulfing the room in a light that comforts me in knowing I am in my home away from home. Or perhaps, now that I spend most of my year here, this is my home.
Regardless, my fortunes have changed. This year has brought untold amounts of joy and happiness, so much so that I often have trouble putting it into words. I am living better, healthier, and almost with a sense of purpose (I say almost because, let's face it, I am only a sophomore in college. Am I supposed to have a purpose other than "experimenting" with the world around me?)
I'm excited, to say the least.
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