Taye drove down by himself and stayed overnight. Scary for me, fun for him. He got his schedule, got his campus food/ID card, went to classes about his preferred major and had fun at the late night party with a hypnotist show. “It was awesome,” Taye said. On the way home he stopped at a tiny worn down Mexican restaurant for some super spicy food. “I’m tearing up” he texted me. And now he is ready and counting down the last few weeks. Big pile of bedding and supplies gathering on his bedroom floor. (His new “free” shirt says, “I just came for the food”)