Such Is Life.

I am finding that a defining characteristic of living is resorting to retrospect. I didn't realize how lucky I was to live within 2 blocks of at least 5 of my close friends until I moved. I didn't realize what a luxury it was to go to class instead of go to work everyday until classes were over. I didn't realize the thousands of ways in which my brothers are awesome until we were separated by state lines.

Plainly, retrospect is a bitch.

But it's also what reminds us to attempt (though we're doomed for failure) to breathe in all that is good about here and now. And when all else fails... photos will immortalize.