Massachusetts was absolutely beautiful. It was just the vacation from life that I needed. I was able to see my future roommate/my best friend, I was able to go to the beach for the first time since I was about 6. I was able to traverse through the bug invested forests without facing death (although it felt like death considering we got lost, we were being eaten alive by every bug known to man, and we had to sneak through someone's yard to finally get out of there). I was able to go to Six Flags New England where Brynn and I melted (literally) along with everyone else there (humidity is a lovely thing), and I survived my very first minor concussion. I was able to go to church in Amherst and experience a small ward again like those good ol' Colorado days. I was able to survive Brynn's limited driving experience on freeways and highways and roundabouts. I was able to relax and forget about the fear of college and about everything that is ending and everything that is beginning. It was lovely. :)
Upon getting back to the desert (I will forever miss the lack of dirt that Massachusetts offered), I went back to work, I bought all of my college kitchen stuff (I swear it feels like I'm playing house), and I changed my last day of work. It is now August 27th. Now I can actually have a week without work to pack up my belongings for college instead of one Saturday.
Basically, this is just an information overload blog post. But there you have it.
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