Salt & sugar

& I always prefer sweet over salty. 

The last week of school used to be fun—remember those days? 

You get to clean your desk, throw away all those god-awful multiplication charts, kiss good bye the left over stubs of erasers and pencils, and when your all done your teacher rewards you with one of those popsicle tubes and maybe gives you back a letter you wrote to yourself on the first day of school.

Those were the days—no moving out, no finals, no letter grade pressure, playing outside....although even as college kids it still seems that we always find time to play...

Anyway, as my sophomore year comes to an end it's a bittersweet ending for me.

I won't see these brick pathways for a year, most of my friends, my little Providence, or be on Eastern time.

I am jetting off come August for a year long venture abroad—super, uber, sweet. 

But I'm also saying, "See ya senior year!" to my beloved PC & Providence—a little salty. 

So, what this lady has been doing is living each of my final days for the moment. 

Brunching—not even a question, it's a given.

Taking the long route home through campus to get home—obviously even if there are screaming blisters on the back of my heels.

But the way I see it, this opportunity I have to spend a semester in Rome & then Florence is a dream. It's something that has captured my heart and I just know I have to go.

So as salty as it is to say catch up with you later PC, I think the Vatican and the Duomo will suffice for my daily campus commute.



Seen on me: Ralph Lauren polo & Ralph Lauren cream jeans with Jack Rogers