I’ve already told Hagen that I love her poetry (because I do).
This one in particular, though. I feel like it sums up my feelings about life in a nut shell. As I start to think about post-graduation life and where I’ll end up after college, I think this is a particularly poignant reminder that as scary as change can be, it can also be beautiful and wonderful and, often times, for the best.
It's a Britta Bottle! 