Waiting outside with my coffee for the god damned mail this morning, I realized classes start in exactly one week. That’s not exactly, you know, tomorrow but it’s still coming up pretty quickly. Projects to finish up before I get bogged down, textbooks to buy, et cetera.

This week also marks exactly three years ago that I moved to New York. When I first hear “three years” it seems like it can’t possibly have been that long - but it also seems like forever since I first moved into a dorm at NYU. I think I’d only been to the city two or three times before - my first week here, I was so confused by the subway maps that I walked everywhere instead. That first year seemed unbelievably long, but this past one has gone by faster than I would have thought possible.

Either way, the weather’s all gorgeous and early fall and I think Spencer and I are going out to celebrate.