"everything's not lost"

We danced like fools under a blue light and reluctantly accepted that we are now seniors and summer is slipping away.

In an hour I'll walk to the big building where light is declared. (The new light is red... demonic? school spirit?) We'll let the babies be the judge of that, fresh eyes.

I'm being taught it all again. And asking God for things I've asked before. Every Morning. Blessings.

I'm recalling 2 years ago and the still-frames in between then and now.

I'm falling back in love with this place and these people.