So I’ve moved back in with the parents. But I still work downtown every day and basically I’ve been living at this little coffee shop in Inman Park finishing up all my graduate school apps. You can send all my mail there, thanks. I’m happy to be back at home actually. It has greatly diminished my stress now that I don’t have to pay rent or bills or buy groceries or any of that grownup stuff. And since my life six months from now is looking very scary and foggy and totally unpredictable, it’s nice to have less to worry about. I do, however, miss my sweet little apartment with it’s ant problems and creaky floors. It was such a nice little home for a year. (A year that went by faster than I wanted). So here are some pictures of what I left behind but know that from where I currently sit, I’m only looking ahead.