Tonight is my last night in Asheville. I leave for my parents house tomorrow, then I’ll be headed to Brooklyn on Saturday.
I’ve lived in Asheville for five and a half years. I moved here my 18th summer for college at UNC Asheville so wide eyed (AKA relatively innocent/clueless) and have learned so much about myself and others from that time till now.
My very first day of college classes. Hahah….hahah. Also, please note this is a 2009 SELFIE with my digital camera.
In my years in Asheville:
I made friends.
I lost friends.
I dealt with mean girls. Ahem, you know who you are, and this song has never rang more true.“Some day I’ll be livin’ in a big ole’ city, and all you’re ever gonna be is mean.” XOXO.
I fell in love with the wrong guy.
I fell in love with the right guy.
I changed my college major a million times and finally landed on the right one.
I changed my hair a million times. (Read: and probably will a million more!)
I took my first yoga class, and was instantly hooked.
I got (a few more) tattoos. Sorry Mom.
Really, I grew up.
And now I officially have tears in my eyes! Cheers, Asheville. It’s been one hell of a ride.