It shouldn't shock any of you that the Olympics make me and
my writer-self happier and more sentimental than usual. I feel more
bonded to my fellow Americans and more sure that dreams can come true
(at least for the beautiful, athletic people of the world).
Despite
seriously cutting into my bedtime, I'm sad the Olympics are over, and
considering they only happen once every 4 years, these games have had me
reflecting on the things in my life that have changed since Beijing.
Incidentally, I had just moved to Cleveland in the summer of 2008, so
the Olympics-driven reflection phase I now find myself in has really
been a look back on major life happenings since moving here.
3 comments:
I never get tired of that photo of Adler. Maybe it will always be my favorite.
Your brother with the slightly long hair looks like a Weasly, as in the Harry Potter variety. I always think that when you post photos of him.
I'm sad about the Olympics being over too. Although I am finally sleeping a little more. I like checking in on what you have to say. Hope things are well.
P.S. I hope to read your book soon!
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