of angels, homemade cakes and heavy rain

1. Last PCL for the semester. I sense a tinge of sadness in the air, despite the smiles and laughter all around me. Nonetheless we celebrate the occasion, we remember how far we've come, and we look to the future with eyes wide open with hope.

2. Aerosmith's "I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing" random singalongs. The tune may not be there but the emotions are.

3. It rains heavily, forming a shroud that obliterates visibility, forcing me to stop driving. All i hear is the cacophonic roar of raindrops falling on the car. I see and hear nothing, but in that moment i have you.