An interesting day is when you wake up to the sunrise burning bright into your face. The smell of lavender coming from your oil diffuser. The bitter but fresh morning breeze when you leave your building, heading to your first class in the early A.M.
It is an odd feeling being away from my home in Woodstock, Connecticut. The comfort of my home leaves me in the best of moods. I am safe, I am loved, I am happy. Here, at my rural home in Johnson, Vermont, I am confused, yet also safe, loved, and happy. I woke up today with all of the intentions of being happy. And, even through the hardships I faced during this day, I came out victorious. "We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering. You ask, what is our policy? I can say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy. You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no survival." Today, I learned that being happy is not something to be ashamed about. I will flourish in this feeling, and I will prevail over my bad days.
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Caroline Loftus "Our shoes are tattered and torn, but our feet are dry. As for our places in history, we will run naked through your streets before we sit decorated in your halls." Archives
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