Yesterday in general was crazy, but after the ball last night, my brain kinda fell off the rails.
I have been waiting 4 years for the apology of this guy who couldn’t give me the time of day freshman year. He would say hello to my friends and then completely ignore me. He apologized for being an asshole. He knew my name. He actually stopped me at this party. He hugged me (and I let him). I forgave him.
Then I ran into Sophia. And we cried. A lot.
We are the last 2 photo concentration majors. We survived all of the photo classes -- together. We’ve been the only ones for each other. Yes, we’ve hated each other at times, but any sibling-types will. That’s what she is to me -- some sort of sister or cousin I never had. She’s been there for me this whole time and I for her. And here we are, finishing this journey together.
Everything kinda came full-circle last night and it was weird and lovely.