Here is my very first place on my very own. It’s small, cozy, and perfectly close to UVic and running trails. Speaking of, I went for a run this morning only to come back to find I locked myself out. Since Luke is the only known human to have a key to my place and my landlords are out of town, I ended up shimmying through my bedroom window — it was not cute. On top of being sweaty and gross, I cut up my hands on the window sill. Oh well, never a dull moment. That either teaches me to leave the door unlocked or not to run. I will let you decide the best lesson there. Anyways, welcome to _______ Crescent, home of me and an unending craving for coffee and the company of you: