11/13/12

Boston in the fall.

I spent the weekend in Boston, visiting a few of my dearest friends. One who is talking about a move across the country, one who is settling into her new Cambridge apartment, and one who is planning an August wedding. And I'm always startled by how quickly it happens - one minute you're smearing chocolate ice cream all over your face or sitting around in a tankini (yikes) at your 16th birthday or walking across the quad to a chemistry class, and the next you're making plans that don't seem quite so far off.

I can't help but think how lucky we must be to grow up and know that we are separated by a few hours - nothing more. Boston isn't such a bad place to visit, after all.