So this is a flower from Spain. Apparently, it's called a passion flower. I think they're simply wonderful!!! Anyway, I began slipping into one of my withdrawal modes, getting restless without having to pack my suitcase every other weekend to flit away to an unfamiliar world blossoming with adventures and entrancing languages. I was walking to work the other day and I passed right by a fence covered in them. ah, complete placidity. It's strange how much the qualms dissolve into the comfort of a familiar image or face. it's a flower! and yet, it instills this hope. It reiterates that innate knowledge that I will travel all my life, because I know my heart dreads the stagnancy of not bursting with absorption.
I bought myself a new camera (thank you summer job)! 
So today as I was walking from class to my car I wanted CPK's BBQ chicken salad terribly. But I am on a starving-college-student kick and therefore eating at home as often as possible. When I got home I was pretty excited to find that I had all of the fixings to try and mock the Kitchen. Although lacking tortilla chips I had to add some almonds for crunch and the chicken fingers (breaded of course) may have defeated the purpose of eating a healthy salad for lunch. 
Transitions have always been pretty difficult for me, but the changing of the seasons is something that I always look forward to. I love this beautiful bundle of flowers. It is a combination of two wonderful gifts from a new friend and an old friend. And when I placed them both together in a vase I realized how symbolic these flowers were since the colors and even the types of floral arrangements are changing right now as I type this. While summer and its bliss have been wonderful, I embrace this new season. The new colors. The weather. The traditions. In other words (which was recently stated with tremendous joy by one of my dearest friends), HAPPY FALL.
