my beautiful life

Yesterday Hans accepted a pretty prestigious award from our university. He was the Outstanding Senior in Biotechnology. When I read his little write-up in the program, boy did I swoon. He's accomplished quite a lot. He goes so above and beyond and he's obsessed with his field. He really deserved that award. Also, hilariously, he was the most under-dressed person at the ceremony, which was honestly fitting.


My dream man is real and I am so proud of him.

I'm basically in love with my life, and what my life is evolving into. The past few months have been a bunch of out with the old, in with the new. New home, new major, new job (hopefully!). My life is beautiful. I keep seeing all these patterns--or it feels like patterns--things are folding and overlapping and intertwining and opening up in the most wonderful ways. A hundred things I have wanted have just come to me, like all I had to do was desire something and the universe twisted and convulsed and wrapped itself around my life and spat out the things I needed. That's not to say I haven't worked hard. I have worked damn hard and I don't think I'm undeserving, but it also feels like what, is this really happening? Such synchronicity has never existed for me before. The future feels like a warm place. That the future even feels like a place is a wonder: it used to feel like a big fat nothing. A hole. I am excited to find out just what things are going to fill up the hole.


And have I mentioned we love our cat?


Because we love our cat.