I’m spending the weekend with my cousins in Boston. I love it here, everyone is so beautiful, smart and successful. Walking through Harvard and MIT, watching the snow fall on the Charles River, I feel so insignificant. It’s been a long week, I’m nauseous with uncertainty and self-doubt. Just grateful I’m surrounded by people who carry me when I am unable or unwilling to carry myself. My cousins are such amazing, caring people I’m happy I am here with them. All of their friends are great too, so friendly and fun. I woke up to snow and fresh coffee. I like it here.