Just got back from a very needed vacation in Maine - lovely. (Although for some reason, every time Jack & I go away, there's a crisis. This latest one, the blackout the night we were leaving. Although since there was no way to get gas in NY - no-one was on the roads and driving through NY & Conn was a breeze).
Yesterday I watched the first-years students move into the dorms. It was a beautiful day and I really miss being a student. They don't know how good they have it. Yes, studying was hard but college was GREAT. There was constant variety (new classes each semester, new schedules everyday). You felt everthing passionatly from first love, to what you ate at the dining hall. Emotions were extreme, friends were right next door and blowing off class on a sunny day was the greatest feeling in the world. Ahhhhh, to be there again instead.
My thoughts on whatever passes through my line of sight.
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