If love could be measured, 1,600 miles would be the number in my case - love of the West, love of bigger skies, and love of my boyfriend. Or you could measure it in Red Bulls consumed, white lines passed and gas gauges emptied. However you do it, I crossed the distance and closed the gap between dreams and reality, to get a taste of life in Texas and beyond. This week began the first of 8 here while I round through Community Medicine in Midtown Austin. It will only be time until I can measure more love with stories from the Violet Crown.
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