the end of an era

it’s not every day you are still best friends with a girl you met in seventh grade

25 years later

it’s also not every day that you are lucky enough to live in the building right next to hers

for the past six years i have lived next door to one of my best and dearest friends, K

get togethers, walks, cookouts, movies and so on have been quite easy, often and spontaneous

i will miss that the most about no longer living in this apartment

it’s the end of an era

and the beginning of a new one

i love you K. i’ll only be a long bike ride away

(all sunset photos taken from K’s balcony)