i am sitting in a coffeeshop with randall, sipping a foaming grande hazelnut latte (with whip), feverishly writing my take-home final. it's exam time. it does not seem right that there is a young man and woman just outside the window. there they sit, basking in the afternoon sun under the shade of a blossoming cherry tree, smiling lovingly at each other as they sip their drinks. what i wouldn't give for a taste of that freedom.
t minus 2 days.
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