I'm back, sort of
I've finally arrived in Boston. I saw my old roommate at Harvard. The youngster now has a beard :). Apparently a lot of the roommates from my dorm decided to stay together when they moved to the upperclassmen dorms. This is all so horribly depressing for me. The guys I was going to school with up here seem to be moving on and growing up and doing great things. I am in limbo, doing a job that has nothing to do with my future aspirations - or does it? It certainly feels like I've lived a double life, one in an alternate universe, and that I've now traveled through a time warp. It's worse to think that it will be a year before I can formally resume my studies. But then, I'm only 20 years old. I have the rest of my life ahead of me... I have to believe that it's all still worth it.