we said goodbyes last night over chips and salsa after listening to varsity about twelve times in a row and letting it sink in that we were leaving. at 745am i climbed bascom hill and sat down to take my last exam of my freshman year and possibly my last final at madison. it was the first sunny day in a week. we packed the van and went to the farmers market then drove away, leaving madison after the fastest four months of my life.
this is to prove that squeaky cheese is a real thing
man with his flowers and truck.