Taylor, Logan, Tom, Joe
So my blog’s late, its definitely not for lack of stuff to write about though. Quite the opposite, I’ve been experiencing nothing short of sensory overload. It would be easy for me to write about all the profound experiences that seem commonplace here. With that in mind I decided to write about something that may seem smaller to most but something massive to me. I just want to talk about the people that I am so undeniably fortunate to be a part of here. I have begun to feel so much at home here at Loch Road, we are an absolute family. If I take anything from this trip it is going to be the times and experiences I have had with my housemates. I’m not even talking about seemingly seminal moments. I’m talking about walking into the kitchen and seeing Julian and Logan peeling potatoes to the tune “Apache” (you may know it better as “Jump On It”). Hell, I’m talking about all the dinners the five guys have cooked together (we’ve shocked just about everyone in the house with the intricacy of the meals we have cooked). I’m talking about looking outside and seeing Dana and Meaghan running through the front yard with Joe’s mattress in tow. I’m talking about our now notorious ‘darty.’ I could go on forever about all of the little things that go on in this house but I think talking about them so specifically makes them lose their luster a little bit. All I know is that no matter what is going on, no matter how hard work was that day, no matter how much work needs to be done, and no matter how overwhelmed I might be at the issues I see on a daily basis I can always count on coming home and being with my housemates and maybe for the first time in a long time just feeling content in being able to say that this is enough, this is all I need.
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