Homeless and Hungover

First major step in this adventure of mine :) Turned in the keys to my apartment yesterday after living there for almost four years.  Hard to imagine that I stayed in one place that long but spending the last week cleaning it out and divulging most my belongings for cash or beer definitely brought back a lot of memories.  I have had a lot of good times with great friends here, from Jeff literally drinking me under the table to having a "Deep Fried Disney" feast (founder and bambi) but when it comes back to it, the belongings and the apt were just things and what made it so much fun was the people in my life.  Great friends, past loves, and the hangovers, heartaches, and stories associated with them have been sorting through my mind and I have to say I wouldn't change a thing.  Life has been great, far more amazing than I have a right to expect and its sad to leave.  I can't imagine finding better friends outside Media, but its nice to know that I the ones I have here have made this home and will always be there to welcome me home again if I come back around.