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I find it amusing that the summer I wished so desperately would end is now clinging to the edges of my psyche with a mordant tenacity. Perhaps my mind was not as open as I supposed, being afraid to come to this island of conservative, NASCAR loving folk. But, if nothing else, life continues to teach. My friends remain in contact, my family becomes more important than I knew, and Steve more supportive. There's something about being on the cliched precipice of your future looking down, and realizing, you should have your gaze set higher, not lower. That in a sisaphyean effort, you'll have to push your rock up the mountain, you're not so lucky as to chase it down a rolling slope for eternity.