The best stories are the ones we live, not the ones we read. To all my dear Wheaton friends, you are who taught me that over our first whirl of a semester; taught me to forget homework in favor of a Los run, to do the scary things like talk to people, to let go and join floor cults such as the Bowl Society, to embrace your true Hogwarts house, to just breathe, to worship more freely and together a God who stuns each of us in new ways every day, and to more fully live in ways that honor Christ. There are, after all, some things even better than what's in my books. Here's to the years we have in store.
Alright, sap out.