In one minute: playing Blackbird on my guitar.
In one hour: watching 500 Days of Summer and planning my schedule of classes until I graduate.
In one day: eating chicken milanese with my roommate tonight and then Diddy Riese tonight with a friend.
In one week: Taking a southbound train home to San Diego all by myself.
In one fortnight: Practicing the harmonica and ukulele that I’ll bring back from home!
In one month: Spring break! The end of my Milton class!
In one year: (almost) Earning my bachelors degree from UCLA.
In ten years: Ye gods. A mortgage? Grim death? I’ll hope for a husband who says “bless you” when I sneeze and children with cork guns.
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I have this as a draft that I forgot to finish. Thanks for reminding me! “Children with cork guns” – your husband would have to be a troll for your kids to not be adorable.