1. Sleep. One day. One day...
2. The fall weather that visited for one weekend. Fall is my absolute favorite season, but it never seems to stick around much in Texas. This past weekend, the temperature dropped into the 60s, and it was gorgeous. Everyone was clustered around the coffee shops, drinking their favorite seasonal drinks (or so I assume, since that's what I was doing), wearing adorable jackets and boots. Then, just as quickly as it came, it left and we're back to highs of 90. I know- ridiculous.
3. This place. I was able to study here for a semester and fell in love. Already counting down the days till I can go back.
4. This place. It was the apartment I lived in my last two years of undergrad with some of my best friends, and though the kitchen was tragically tiny, there was zero natural light, and the whole place kind of smelled like the 70s, you best believe that by this time last year, we were baking the Pillsbury holiday cookies, and dancing around the whole place to Jason Derulo.
Fall weather always makes me so nostalgic (or the lack thereof in this case.) Anyone else feel the same way?