05/02/25

Hi hi!!! Long time no… write? I don’t know. I moved my little brother out of college today! It was freaky crazy! It feels like we just moved him in yesterday. I remember my freshman year feeling like the longest thing ever but experiencing my brother’s freshman year from an outsider's perspective it feels like he was only gone for like three months.

My little brother and I have always been extremely close, he’s three and a half years younger than me and we are almost complete opposites (he is in a frat and I went to art school… says enough), but somehow we just mesh. It was difficult for me when he left for school. I worked the day before we moved him in and they had to send me home early because I was crying at customers. Then he came and picked me up from work and we got ice cream so everything was kind of okay haha. I was really scared it would be different when he came back. I couldn’t just come home and see him whenever I wanted. We couldn’t get Taco Bell at three am on a random night just because he was hungry and I was bored.

It also always makes me upset when people don’t get along with their siblings. I think if I didn’t have a little brother or we didn’t get along I would be a significantly worse person. It feels like I have a built-in best friend who knows everything about me and everything is funny to both of us just because we had a shared childhood. Who else can I text at three am saying “Hey remember that time dad did that one thing???” or “Remember that time mom did that thing that was soooooo crazy?!” or I wouldn’t have someone to Facetime while I am at a party just because I was drunk I wanted to say hi and he always makes me laugh.

Okay, that’s it! If you have a younger sibling or really a sibling at all go give them a hug for me. Bye!