There's something exciting yet terrifying about a one-way flight and I made one to Dallas/Fort-Worth from Charlotte a month ago. It has been an eventful first month between classes, dorm rooms, dinning hall food, extra curriculars, and a brand new environment. Waco, Texas is a wonderful place that I love to call home but it has come with a big temperature shift that I'm now (somehow) adapted to but at times it still hits me hard. So to share my thoughts on Texas heat I wrote a poem about it:

Oh my Texas heat you make me oh so weak

Whenever I think the temperature will reach its daily peak the sun comes out and makes my running even more so bleak

For a DMV turned Carolina girl like me

I'm used to cool weather after 5pm like it is on Christmas eve

Granted shorts and tank tops in October sounds nice

But I don't want my forehead to sacrifice

The weather app loves to lie to me

But Snapchat always let's me see what I should believe

Walking around campus feels like amazing race meets survivor

Only difference is that my laundry always needs to be drier

Natives tell me you'll make it through my dear

I smile hoping they're right but in my mind as Nelly would say...