I was feverishly typing a paper (due in 6 hours...eek!) at a desk on Swem 3rd when I looked away from the computer screen for a brief moment to close my eyes and to try not to cry. It's been a tough semester. Suddenly, I noticed in my line of vision tiny writing scratched on the edge of the small shelf set near the top of the back wall.

"DON'T WORRY.
YOU <3 ARE
LOVED"

How quickly we forget.

Thank you, kind stranger, for reminding me that life is so much more than an 8 page paper on a time crunch or a week of midterms or losing sleep when your roommate decides that she wants to be loud every morning at 7 AM.

You are loved too.