fascinating people doesnt mean famous people. in my life i have several beautiful and amazing friends. im lucky.

im in a sorority and we just finished formal recruitment. basically the process where we pick up our spring pledge class. it’s a nerve racking week. but my entire sorority perservered. im proud.

to the point of my entry: during the last night of recruitment we do a ceremony where all of my sisters and our potentials stand in a circle. everyone cries. everyone. its crazy. i cried. i cried cuz i looked at everyone of my sisters in that circle and saw so much more.

i saw people that have come to me for help. people who i’ve gone to for help, best friends, sisters.

those women are my fascinating people.

i cant keep track of all the nights that have been spent in deep (or not so deep :-P) conversation.

i guess my point is that you dont have to look far, sometimes the most fascinating people are right under your nose. dont take them for granted.