Partner in Crime.

High school. Art school. Bars bars bars bars. She was always there for me; we brought out the worst in each other, but also the best, sometimes. Due to our demons, we drifted apart. She was a really great friend for many years.

I remember, it was… the first day of the fall semester in 2013. I came to class late, and the professor made an example out of me. I was so embarrassed that I never looked around the room. She had to tell me later that we were in the same class. She found it hilarious that I got disciplined almost immediately on the first day at a new school.

Divine providence that I should be so blessed as to have a friend in school already. It really helped with being in new, scary, unfamiliar surroundings. I shared her locker for three years – unsure why I never got my own.