Warming up back to life.

I was pretty much falling apart by the end of summer term. My ankle was sprained, my heart was broken, and I was terribly sick. 10 days later, I've traveled over hundreds of miles, flew on a plane, rode on a bus, hopped on a subway, and went on car rides. I won't say that I am completely over it, but time has a way of helping you forget. There is only so much that our minds can store. Let's choose the good memories.