heartache
I'm sitting in the chemistry building at Merrimack, waiting for Wes to finish running whatever lab he's working on. I was looking around the now-familiar halls, and realized just how much time he spends at that table, going up and down those stairs, in that lab, talking to his advisors in this hallway.
It reminded me of Mount Holyoke. Of sitting at the tables in Reese before class. Of going to Torrey for Grab 'n' Go before lab. Of heading off to class, to work, to the library. I miss MHC so much it hurts. And not just the place or the education-- I miss the women. I miss my classmates. I miss knowing that if I have a busy day or a busy week, that I'll still grab dinner with Rin and Mizza. Or that I'll catch Laila for lunch at the Rockies. Like clockwork. I know I'm a creature of habit who likes things to be cozy and stay the same, but if there's one thing I could take with me from MHC, it's all of you. I miss having my best friends just a dorm away. I like apartment living, and I love my city, but I'm still missing that one part of by heart.
If I'm honest, I'd say that I miss school, in general, too. The deadlines, the writing, the discussions in class. Apart from the scary amounts of debt and a voluntary return to poverty, I'm really looking forward to going back to school for my masters. I don't quite know when or where just yet (hopefully soon, probably Harvard), but I'm looking forward to it.
It won't have all of you, but it would be a start.
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