Happy Birthday, Debo!
May all your birthday wishes full of sleeping puppies and vino come true.
Or maybe I meant sleeping puppies full of vino?
Debo and I were roommates freshman year at UArts in Furness 3J. No matter how many years pass, I can still picture her, sitting at her tiny desk in blue terrycloth sweatpants, typing late into the night. Our senior year we would run into each other on Broad Street and cry. Haha. JK. We saved the crying for bathroom stalls at Terra. Yay!
In any case, we’ve come a long way, darling. I hope this year brings good luck, good things and the clarity which seems to come only while riding the G train. You deserve it!