“Let him follow his mind how, as discipline broke down bit by bit, morality at first foundered; how it next subsided in ever greater collapse and then began to topple headlong in ruin—until the advent of our own age, in which we can endure neither our vices nor the remedies needed to cure them.”
It really makes you wonder what Livy would think about our own modern era. Is this our curse?
“Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.”
Blissfully in
What curious emotions I feel. Such peace and tranquility; what a new beginning! Life is a grand and marvelous production.
This is happiness.
This, I owe to you.
It really is bizarre. Am I really done? Are the sleepless nights and dizzy days finished? Has half a year already flown by? I feel like it was literally just NSO, with times spent wandering the city and lounging with movies and getting woken up by people cannon-balling into my bed.
Don’t tell me that I’m already hitting the halfway mark with college. I’ve never been so happy in my life. I’ve never felt so fulfilled and independent and excited.
I can complain all I want, but I will never forget how blessed I am.
And tomorrow, it’s Going to California.



