As I move out of my house in BG, I can't help but cry the entire way home. While I've only lived there for two years, I think it's a part of me. I've grown more in the past two years than the 4 (cough 5) years I've been in this interesting town. I could list the good and bad times in that house for days. But that would just cause more tears. From crying on the floor because of some clearly traumatic event, to dizzy bat at midnight, and playing in the pouring rain after a sorority meeting... I will miss that house and all that happened there.
So here's to goodbye, tomorrow's gonna come too soon.
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