the victory lap & an unlocking of summer

the last lines in "re:stacks" by bon iver are (ahem): this is not the sound of a new man, or a crispy realization.  it's the sound of the unlocking and lift away.  your love will be safe with me.

first, i love those words.

second, that's kinda how it feels when you've been in the library every night for a week, plus all day on friday finishing a paper on british poetry, and suddenly it's four fifty-two and you're done.  for those for whom paper-writing isn't a major part of their college experience, here's a little taste of what this moment feels like:



embarrassing (and kinda awesome) that this video gives me goosebumps.

and as i'm walking up those stairs to leave the library, it suddenly hits me: summer has staaaarted!!!!!  and i'm leaving for london!  kind of a crispy realization, but more so the unlocking and lift away, like a huddle of helium balloons floating up to the sun.