Missing waking up to Moroccan moon-sets.

January 30th, 2013, 2am

Class, work, class, homework. The well-oiled hum of this college life.

There was a time, not so long ago, when none of that mattered.

There were still classes, still homework, still exams.

But they’d easily be tossed into the breeze in favor of a midnight swim or night in Le Cotton Club.

It was so much easier to relax abroad. So much easier to live.

Now I just worry.

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Samantha Harrington

Eternal optimist, wanderer, soul-searcher. Senior at UNC; aspiring journalist. I don't own a parachute. Powered by hazelnut coffee, Joan Didion, sunflowers, and good friends.

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