So, I switched Art History classes into a Modern American Art History class. With my favorite ARTH professor. Super stoked on it.

And I think I’ve fallen in love with Edward Hopper’s work. Not that I hadn’t seen it. Everyone’s seen it (Nighthawks.) But I love the loneliness in them. And the city life.

Especially with this painting. I can already relate to it. While I’m excited about my future and moving, this will be the other side. Timid and lonely.

PS: I applied for graduation today. Whaaaat?!