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Monday, September 22

Chapter Five

Being six hours away from home stinks. Being seven away from the love of my life really stinks. Having friends who take my weirdness makes it a whole lot better. Even though they don't understand my Harry Potter references & look at me strange when I start talking about washing my hair in Lake Michigan & my endless string of stories about my cousins. I am precisely where I am meant to be. 

Photo creds to: Lauren Anne Photography

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