This is one of those nights where I feel like I should be in a movie. Picture it: the woman alone in a cafe, staring into her wine--swirling it around in the glass every now and then--as she contemplates her life and where she is headed long into the night. That's me. Except my cafe is my dorm room. Where am I going? What am I doing? I
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