Bittersweet

There are important words for how I feel right now but unfortunately, after falling down an entire flight of stairs (and scoring a five inch black and blue mark, ouch), finding my way to Hanover, making it through an interview, babysitting for four hours, taking a final, attending my first (and late) Late Night Finals Breakfast, painting, photographing and making a diaper wreath - I'm too exhausted to find them.

ps. that means all these photos are straight off camera.. not even cropped - don't mind me, I'm a mess.

York, leaving is bittersweet.