There is a specific moment most people hit sometime in their second semester, or maybe the year after, when they realize it has been three weeks since they talked to someone they genuinely like. Not because anything went wrong, not because there was a fight. Schedules took over, and then more schedules, and then a whole month went by without a real conversation.

Wedding season hits different when you are a student. You are genuinely excited to be there, you have approximately nothing in your closet that qualifies as "wedding appropriate," and the budget for a new outfit competes directly with rent, groceries, and the other three weddings you have been invited to this summer.

Your phone screen is the thing you look at more than anything else during the day. Before class, between sets, during the walk from the parking lot, at 11pm when you are trying to decide whether to study or sleep.

Romanticizing your life is not about pretending things are better than they are. It is not a manifestation practice or a way to bypass the parts of your life that are hard. It is something simpler: paying attention to the parts of your ordinary day that are actually good, and letting yourself notice them instead of moving past them on the way to the next thing.

Switching your phone wallpaper when the seasons change is one of those small things that shifts how a day feels. Your lock screen is the first thing you see when you pick up your phone, probably a hundred times a day. Having something on it that reflects where you are in the season, or something that makes you feel good when you glance at it, is worth the thirty seconds it takes to change it.

College move-in week has this very specific social performance where everyone acts like they are totally fine and definitely not desperately hoping to find their people. The person who looks the most socially confident in your dorm hallway is also lying awake wondering if they are going to have friends by October.

There is coordinating, there is a group chat with seventeen messages, there is the where-do-you-want-to-go back and forth that takes longer than the actual hangout, there is someone suggesting something, someone saying they are down for whatever, and then somehow nothing happening.

It's not super fun when you realize you have not actually seen your best friend in three weeks even though you go to the same school. You text constantly. You like each other's posts. You exist in each other's periphery every single day. But actually sitting in the same place at the same time, having a real conversation? That somehow keeps not happening.