Every once and a while, there is a book that makes me stay awake far longer than I should, to read the next part, or maybe even finish the book.

This was a story of love and despair, time apart and time together, of distance. Ultimately, a story of love and it’s ability to survive in great distances and time apart. Like any good book, I am sad to see it end, but happy to finish it.

Now, I must sleep so that I can finish recovering and not be sick any longer :)

Good luck on your midterm! Friday will be ok :)