Thank Goodness for Good Friends

Two of my closest friends, one from high school and one from college, live in Nashville.
This morning, Mallory, my friend from high school, showed up in my bedroom while I was still sleeping. She came to fulfill her end of a deal we made. (She had to clean my bathroom. Long story). In my sleepy, slightly hungover state, I was confused as to how she got into my house, but thankful that she followed through with her promise.

Living in a city with my friends has been wonderful.
We like to lounge around and eat together,

explore new things with new friends,

partake in cultural events,

work up a good sweat,

and hang out at classy bars, even when our budgets barely allow it.


Even though our jobs can be exhausting, we always make time for each other. Although Nashville isn't the biggest or most exciting city, it has two of my favorite people. I'm starting to believe more and more, it's not about where you are but who you're with.