It’s May already. It seems impossible when I say it out loud, but it’s a reality. In so many ways it seems like I just moved back to Virginia from Tennessee. Sometimes when I wake up I feel like I smell my old Nashville room: aged hardwood floor, easter blue bathroom tile, and the inside of a suitcase. The past year has been a blur of activity and academics. I wanted to post up some pictures in remembrance of the 13 months I’ve been back in Lynchburg.