"I was... thinking of this thing from...this thing that just happened...with the DEFICIT!"
Year 2 - Day 4: Spaghetti at Ashlee's along with my very first bus ride (I think they wrote a children's book about it) to campus. That separation between campus and home feels really quite nice. There is a strong divide, like that thing you hear about, that you're not supposed to do anything in your bedroom but sleep because it makes it more difficult to sleep when you try? It's like that. Oh bus stop, bus brakes, how sweet thy sound. It's the sound of not having to use your car, not having to WORRY about it even just for a portion of the day. These sidewalks feel good to walk on now. These classroom aromas just smell a little bit better. Why? I don't live here anymore. I live somewhere else. Heh heh, so much joy to be found in the pleasures of off-campus housing. So far so good. Not so much for me with the negativity now.