The Story
My blogs
| Gender | Female |
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| Introduction | There’s never truly a beginning. A day when it all starts. You just wake up one day and its as if life has always been this way. Everything blurs together and fades like a wave on a beach absorbing into the sand. Oh, and the beach is cold and the sky is gray – this is Michigan after all and sun, well, it’s hard to find. Sometimes it’s hard to remember the last time you saw it. Cold, Dark, Gray, but never dull. Years have passed since I left college and Michigan (and them) but we stay in touch because art is timeless, as is life, love, and friendship. So, I want to tell you a story— "Wait, it was definitely all of us. Remember we were at Broadway Bar" Katie declared. "Oh my God, I love Broadway Bar" Megan M gushed. "It should totally be our annual retreat" I chimed in. "Oh I wish I had been there" Megan C pouted. "We do too." Katie, Megan M, and I all respond at once. But we didn’t need to tell her how much we missed her, how much we always missed each other. So instead we will tell you a story about art, and well everything art can represent. |
