Hi there,

This weeks article ended up being written as more of a journal entry than anything else. If you chose to continue to read, prepare for last Friday's late-night ramblings:

Tonight was great. That seems like a very simple phrase, but I mean it as anything but, as tonight was the schools coffeehouse. This, as some may know, is my absolute favorite school event. It is a night simply set to be humble and warm, and I absolutely love it. If you have never attended a coffeehouse, imagine a library with fairy lights, tea, love, and music. Basically, it's everything I love in one place. And it is incredible. I get to spend a night watching my friends perform (and probably crying because they just make me so proud) and performing for them. What could be better than that?

I remember the first coffeehouse I attended at the school. I showed up accidentally, as I was at my brothers wrestling match at the school and the coffeehouse was being held in the lobby, and I remember how immediately my friend Izzy and I loved it. We turned to each other and just asked "what is that and how do we get involved in it?" We had stumbled into a scene of sparkling little lights and music. Basically, we walked in on a really sick jam session. So, naturally, we had to find a way to get in on that.

Flash forward to tonight, we finally found our way to that really sick jam session, a fwith people we call our friends. We're a part of it, of a scene of musicians and high schoolers and people who are in the midst of becoming people. That's crazy. And wonderful. And, sincerely, great.