fin

Well it's my last few hours in Boone, a place that I once hated and now have come to love. It's about 20 degrees outside and sleeting, but I don't care, the ground is white, so I'm happy. This semester has been tough, but it's over and I still havn't made a C yet in college (meaning all A's and B's, not all D's and F's). It's weird that I'm going to miss this town so much, I'll only be gone a month, and what a month it will be, but I feel so reluctant to leave. I once said that Boone would never be home to me, and it's not yet, at least not exclusivley. Jamestown will never not be home. But it will never be my only home again.