These are the moments

So at 5:30 today, Grace and I are sitting across the table from each other in our TA. It's too early to eat dinner, but we're hungry. So we've been scrounging around for a bit, and now I've got a coffee mug with some sunflower seeds and milk in it. Grace is eating pickles out of the jar. There's no talking. We're tired--it's hump day. And we're busy eating.

I looked up at Grace. Our eyes met. And then I started laughing. "I'm going to miss this."

"These are the moments," Grace agreed in that faraway voice she does when she's joking around but in a serious (and often sarcastic) sort of way. "This won't happen again."

Back to our pickles and sunflower seeds.

Then, "Won't happen after this year," Grace amended. "It'll probably happen again tomorrow."

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