This year’s Austin City Limits Music Festival was bittersweet. Not only did I spend the weekend with two of my favorite humans on the planet (ahem, my dad and sister), but it’s also going to be my last ACL for a while. I’m moving out of this booming, vibrant city in five weeks, and although I’m thrilled about the adventures ahead (Hawaii!), I’m still not good at goodbyes. Austin has brought me incredible growth over the past four years — I moved out of my family home, got a college degree, made friends, lost friends, explored, celebrated, cried, endured. This place is bloated with my writing, both good and bad. It’s been a safe haven some days and a dumpster fire others, but for the past four years, it’s been mine. So, obviously, leaving is emotional.
One of my favorite things about Austin (and one of the things I’ll miss the most) is its refusal to mellow. It may not have the buzz of LA or NYC, but it has an electricity that’s all its own —a static that can only exist in a place flooded with neon signs and guitar strings. This capital city and all its modern-cowboy flair will be missed, but I’m not gone yet! Here’s to celebrating all things Austin before I go.