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London“I thought my life was perfect before Loïc, but the longer I’m with him, the more I realize that it was lacking in so many ways.”
—London Wright
I know that I’ve recently professed Michigan to be my home, but sitting out on a balcony overlooking palm trees and a pool while sipping coffee in almost seventy degree weather at eight o’clock in the morning in November sounds more like a proper home, a home that I would love.
“I love it here,” I sigh dreamily. “Why on earth did I choose to go to college in Michigan?”
“I don’t remember. Was it because the University of Michigan is an amazing school?” Georgia says.
“Eh, I’m not sure. Yes, it is. But wasn’t there another reason?”
“A boy?” Georgia asks.
“Heck no. I didn’t choose my college based off of a crush.” I think of how I’m no
