Heartbreak onto Heartfelt

So I miss my homeys in R-town. Had breakfast with them this morning, and realized that they have been part of my heart for the last four plus years. I miss them, shout out to cdubs for calling me to breakfast. So I drove out of the parking lot, not the 1/4 mile to RMS, but the 39+ miles to my new school in the D. But as I felt the heartbreak of leaving those friends (but only for the day!!), I felt my heart filled with my new friends here. Benzr, the spaniard, martinique, the breminator, and morse code. I am certain to learn much from them this year, and I already have. I continue to look forward to more learning 'as we go along the way.' I already laugh so much each day.

So don't be sad if your heart is breaking because it will be filled.

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