Boston was a beautiful and much needed mind-clearer. This semester has been extremely hard, working full time between two jobs, having classes that demand a lot from me mentally and emotionally, going to bed late and waking up early, it's been hard. I think occasionally everyone needs to step away and take a breath. I got off the plane in Boston and took a very large gulp of air. It gave me a lot of time to think about my life and how it has changed in the past year. I walked all over the brick covered streets and fell in love with Boston all over again. However, I also felt something I haven't felt in a long time. I felt homesick. I saw everything Boston had to offer (and believe me, it's a lot) but then I thought of everything I love about Salt Lake. I went to Boston to get closure and that is exactly what I got. I came back refreshed, ready to start loving life again. Boston gave me a great gift and that was to be able to "See Beauty in the Common Things of Life." I came back with a newfound sense of how beautiful everything was around me.
|Graveyards are creepily beautiful, right?|
|Fenway Park looked like the aftermath of Project X. Holy cow.|
|This was the lobby of our hostel. I wanted to prove to my mom it was not sketchy but I skillfully cropped the WAY creepy homeless man out of the picture.|
|Riley & The T|
|We went when the weather was started to go downhill and booooy was it cold on our last day.|
|Both Sarah and I came home with accents. It happens.|