Today...I did the impossible.
After editing for 2 hours in the Beasley Center of Graham Memorial, I left, still a little out of it, and walked home. I called my friend Britney who interned with me at ESPN. As we chatted of old times and caught up on new, I passed the wonders of Franklin street. On my left, the record store. On my right, a homeless man. I walked home to find what every person fears...their car gone. I had no idea where it was. I pictured someone breaking my window in the dark driveway and speeding off. I paced back and forth. Stopped Britney from talking in preparation to call the police. That instant, I remembered...I had driven to campus. Yes, I drove to campus, then walked home.
Thank you. And good night.