1940 Highland / by vanessa

Tomorrow is the end of an era. An era I like to call The Dre Era, after my roommate for the last five and a half years, Dre. We are going our separate ways. Venice calls. We've had the best of times and we've had less, and in the end I can say we'll always be close.

The boxes and disarray prepare me for a life unsettled, at least for a little while,