Above: Saturday's breakfast. Micah asked me what I wanted for breakfast as soon as I woke up, and apparently I answered, "cookies." This is what he came up with: biscuit cinnamon rolls topped with caramelized apples and a fried over-easy (I think?) egg. True love.
Two years ago today, I arrived in Durham, North Carolina. Tired from driving 20 hours east on I-40. Unsure of what the future held. Thankful my mom insisted on coming with me. Two years later, it's proven to be one of the best decisions I've ever made for myself. It's home. I'm celebrating tonight by watching the Thunder beat the Lakers in the Western semis at my favorite wine bar. You're all invited.