why can't i be rory gilmore?

I want to be Rory Gilmore. There. I've said it. Now that I'm older and slightly more realistic (hah), the inkling has faded, but when I was younger, there was nothing I wanted more than to be Rory Gilmore. The wit, the academics, the boys...man oh man. Of course, I was only twelve when the series ended and much of the intense love I hold for Gilmore Girls spawned after the series was off air, it's still there. And it's probably always going to be there. 

Gilmore Girls is a safety net for me. I rewatch different seasons every year (generally during fall because sighs) and it's a ritual that I have. When I am sad or sick or tired with life, I stay in bed and watch Gilmore Girls because it's so familiar. I hum "Where You Lead" often and understand so many more cultural references because of the show. 

Sometimes I want nothing more in life to find a small, quirky town to settle down in and it's primarily because of this show. 

So here's to hoping. 

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