Handwritten Journal
Eager to continue my reclamation of 2012, I made time early one morning to document my experience mentoring both the February and March classes. By early morning, I mean staying up incredibly late the evening before (June 07). Nothing good happens after 2AM (I have heard). I started this entry at 2:30 AM. Still, I would argue this instance was not the case. My writing included both classes, yet another romance interest (*sigh*), a few life-long friends, and an unexpected opportunity that would change everything.
