The End of a Road...

Today is my last day of classes for the semester. I have so many mixed feelings about this. I am so excited for what the future holds and so excited to start my internship but I'm really sad to move out of Waco. When I graduated from undergrad almost five years ago, I took a job where I ended up living out of two suitcases for three years. THREE YEARS. I moved around a lot and worked a ton of hours. I did not have time for a social life and my tendency to be introverted and fear of strangers really prevented me from making a lot of friends. Then I started at Baylor. Everyone was in the same boat and I made friends .. or I guess friends made me but that was really okay with me. I have so many great friends here that I know that I could count on and talk to. I did not have a lot of time to hang out with them but I really appreciated getting to know all of these wonderful people. And so this part of my journey ends and a new one starts. I am so incredibly excited to start anew but so hesitant about what awaits me.

And so I moved all of my stuff into storage on Saturday and am now living in a vacant apartment like a hobo. Last night, I came to the conclusion that my concrete floors are not comfortable to sit on for hours on end. But this is just a temporary arrangement. I'll be heading out of town soon. I can't wait to hear about the adventures and experiences of my friends and I can't wait to see them all again in April.