Sometimes you need a break. Just a few days away from the madness that comes along with senior year of college. A place to go and be refreshed, breathe in the salt water air, and be rejuvenated through conversations with old and new friends. So I went to Florida, this time with my best friend Jess. The week leading up to it consisted of a massive pile of reading and paper deadlines, but as soon as we boarded that plane, we were free. Those sleepless night were about to be worth it, because we were Florida bound. We explored West Palm Beach with the boy and his friends, who were all so incredibly generous and loving. I got taken on a Valentine's date (woo!), we went on a morning run in the rain, played on the beach like children, sat with friends around a bonfire, ate Poppa Copan's famous pancakes, and attended an Indian festival with colorful garments. It was a blast reuniting, catching up, and having my best friend present to enjoy the experience with. With thankful hearts and many memories, we are now back in the midwest braving the cold and finishing the semester off strong. But I have a few pictures to look back to and remember the time we skipped school and went to Florida, to visit that Peter boy and friends.
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