scenes from my empty apartment.

empty apartment

AND we did it. With the help of nice mover men and sangria margaritas.

Last night I sat in the middle of my empty apartment listening to Beirut and thinking about all of the beautiful memories I have in this place. It was the perfect goodbye -- I felt completely at peace, ready to pave a fresh path for bright new adventures. (Then I went swimming with friends until five in the morning.)

Au revoir for now, Charleston!