Tonight's the last night....

Here's a little smattering of photos from the past two years at Cook St. South.

Tonight is my last night in the house...it's hard to imagine all of the insanity that has happened within these walls in the past two years -- from forts to robbers...deep belly laughter, arguments and many many tears...two of the most incredible friends that a girl could ask for...who have helped me through some incredibly difficult times that were thrown my way during this time...

And I suppose, even if I weren't an overly reflective person, that it's impossible to not have times like this as a marker and definite end to a season...I'd even say an era.

Is it ever possible to enter into new things without an underlying sense of fear? That sense of just not knowing what's next and not being sure if you want it...I don't know.

It's late. Maybe I should get some sleep. For the last time in the hosue that represents an incredibly amazing, challenging, and forming time.