Random Thoughts
This is more like what I was thinking about earlier and couldn't explain:
A year has past and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything yet nothing being the same. In a few days we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to the people who were once just names on a sheet of paper, to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends to return to our best friends. We will go back to places we came from and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer before. We will come into town on that same familiar road. Then you realize how much things have changed, you realize the hardest part of college is balancing the two completley different worlds you live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything all the while trying to figure our what you have to leave behind. In the matter of one day's traveling time, we will leave our world of living next door to our best friends, walking across campus to eat, 8:00 am classes, and perpetual procrastination to a world that will seem foreign to us despite the fact that we have lived in it for nineteen years. A few days from now we will leave and take down our pictures, and pacl up our clothes. No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end. We will leave our friends whose random emails and phone calls will bring us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our memories and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for our return to this world. And somehow, in someway, we will find our place between these two worlds.
Only it's partially true for me. :(
A year has past and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything yet nothing being the same. In a few days we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to the people who were once just names on a sheet of paper, to return to people that we hugged and fought tears to say goodbye to before we ever left. We will leave our best friends to return to our best friends. We will go back to places we came from and go back to the same things we did last summer and every summer before. We will come into town on that same familiar road. Then you realize how much things have changed, you realize the hardest part of college is balancing the two completley different worlds you live in, trying desperately to hold on to everything all the while trying to figure our what you have to leave behind. In the matter of one day's traveling time, we will leave our world of living next door to our best friends, walking across campus to eat, 8:00 am classes, and perpetual procrastination to a world that will seem foreign to us despite the fact that we have lived in it for nineteen years. A few days from now we will leave and take down our pictures, and pacl up our clothes. No more going next door to do nothing for hours on end. We will leave our friends whose random emails and phone calls will bring us to laughter and tears this summer. We will take our memories and dreams and put them away for now, saving them for our return to this world. And somehow, in someway, we will find our place between these two worlds.
Only it's partially true for me. :(