Breakfast with the girls at my apartment. Pink sweater. Tea in a mug that reminds me of foreign seashores. Thunder rumbling. Raindrops streaking my window. Reading Shakespeare and Hegel. The Lumineers crooning in the background. Snuggling up on the coach. Balloons from Friday’s party still covering the floor. Candles and lamps. Quiet, peaceful, sleepy Sunday. Life…is kind of wonderful.