My living room desperately misses having a full complement of couches. My bedroom looks frightening without a bed and desk. Rene's storage unit is extremely full. And I don't really feel like I have a home here anymore. I was going to write that I don't belong, but I still feel attached, a sense of connectivity to the place or perhaps the people.
I'm really excited to go because of where I'm going and what I'm doing, and what I'll get to experience. My next year is so vague and yet so clearly defined. I know where I'll be and what I'll be doing and why, but don't have a clue how. Or have any concept of what it will be like.
Life after college is really about to begin for me on August 14th. Up until then it's just summer time right now. More later.
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"Or have any concept of what it will be like."
I'm with ya there, my friend. Of course, when I think I have such a concept, I'm usually wrong.
Austin is certainly not the same without Coop.
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