Summer has literally just begun and I already miss my little college town. It's the landmarks that have slowly grown familiar. The Square at 2 in the morning after too many Cape Cods. The smell of Gallery Row when I'm on my last limb. The roof of Plates and the TLC. Kate and Cara's holiday-wracked apartment. Tim's dishevled bed. The library steps. The empty fields (except for the two of us).

I was sick when I left you and now I'm stuck at home, miles away. I never expected to love you so, little, eclectic Carrollton.