I am here.
I may be consumed by newfound college life, social networking sites, and infatuation, but Elizabeth (Liz, Lizzy, and "Esai" to my mother), is here. She is on earth, her homeland. Her mind might be elsewhere on a daily basis, but she is here. Here is present in your life, somewhere. Here is alive and walking, talking. Here is brown hair, brown eyes, kind of brown skin. Here is blue jeans that fit around the waist. Here is Converse. Here is the same black hoodie, every week. Here is spunk and attitude. Here is Elizabeth, and she is ready for you.