Subway station out

Found a place to live, well my roomate and her dad found me and her a place to live. It's in Brooklyn, on Bushwick. I, obviously, don't know where anything is yet, but I've heard good things.

Still packing packing packing. My brother is coming Thursday with my dad's truck, and trailer. He is the one who moved me to Kalamazoo, and he is the one to move me out. So weird. I've some of the best last days here, and I owe it all to my friends, they are the best thing to ever happen to me. I'm not ready to say my goodbyes.