#sjcannapolis

It's when the cold nips at my ears, when my cheeks are as bright as roses, and when my teeth bite the chill winds. It is in times like this, when the snow blurs the roads and erases all color and sound from the world, reducing the world into nothing too easily, that I am grateful for my being and existence.

I am in love with the warm glow of windows, giving life and warmth to the home. I am in love with the fox I saw playing in the snow, and the way it looked at me before it ran away.

Annual Essay complete! I'm putting a copy here in case anyone wants to read it, and maybe give some feedback? Is my essay clear and concise? Could I have done anything better? Are my points strong?

End of the year vibes:

annotating American Documents in colored pencil

Baja Blast to my left

White chocolate pretzels to my right

Of energy I am bereft

Yet determined to finish this essay tonight

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A collection of October moons 🌙

Featuring one above one of the buildings at my college