It started on a family beach trip to Destin. A former Kentucky runner had transferred to my team at Chattanooga, and while we were hanging out she pulled up her old Kentucky roster. Dylan's name was at the top. Without any hesitation, I told her he was the one and added him on Snapchat. Dylan was in the middle of a shift running his lawn care LLC when a notification popped up from a complete stranger. He added back out of curiosity, and just like that we started talking. After talking for a singular day, Dylan decided that if we were still talking in a month, he would drive to Tennessee to meet me. A month later, to the day, I was moving into my new place in Chattanooga for junior year. The house had no AC, no wifi, and no running water. Dylan had just returned from a FCA camp at WKU on almost no sleep and drove down anyway. He helped me pick up a mini fridge, was supposed to stay three days, and ended up staying a week. We went rafting, spent a day at Six Flags, celebrated 4th of July, shared a lot of good dinners, and fell in love somewhere in between. Within a week, we were meeting each others families, exchanging I love you's and heading to Washington D.C. for our first impromptu trip (of many). What followed was two and a half years of long distance, taking turns making the drive to see each other more often than was probably wise - including a long night of Dylan fixing his Jeep in a Auto Zone parking lot after close in a random town outside of Knoxville. Now we live together in Louisville with our dog Clover, and we wouldn't trade the long drives (4.5 hours to be exact) for anything.