This period of transit is never comfortable, but I'm getting more comfortable with dealing with it. I've done a lot of moving back and forth in the past four years. This move is BIG, though. Big but also completely necessary and a relief, in a way.

When I look back at the person I was at this time my freshman year, when I was moving into the dorms and going to my first college parties, I hardly recognize myself. I guess this is a universal thing--and I am so glad I've changed. I think something is wrong if you go through college and remain the same person. Each year, even, I've become a different person. I'm glad I experienced everything I did in college. It was everything I wanted it to be, also something I didn't expect, and so much more. It's so very temporary, that strange college world, but it's a good thing that it's temporary. It had to end, and I wouldn't have done much differently.

I was on campus today dropping off some stuff/saying goodbye to college, for good, and I didn't feel this overwhelming sense of nostalgia. I was surprised. I sort of wanted some kind of catharsis, a big feeling for this place I've been for four years. Instead, I just felt this peace and acceptance that this era is over. I felt gratefulness for having been here. It's time to move on though. I felt the same thing when I moved to Memphis. It's time.