Austin always feels like a city inhabited solely by people under the age of 25, and so it feels like everyone goes through everything at the same time. It's a perpetual 21st birthday.

The beginning and end of the summer is one giant mass exodus/move-in. The whole city is scrambling from one place to another, living without furniture, moving, crashing at a friend's house (which I will be doing soon). The streets smell like trash; every curbside trash can or dumpster is overflowing.