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These next two weeks mark the end of one of the strangest, and most dull, summers of my life. I suppose I kept fairly busy. Once I got into June and started working two jobs I was rarely bored. I made some dough and made the world a worse place by fattening its people and filling it with decorative glass slippers. I caught up with quite a few people, if only briefly. I think I called all the wrong people at the beginning of the summer and only started calling the right ones about 2 weeks ago, just as they were headed back to school. Oh well.
I remember driving up to Andover the beginning of my second year there and seeing the bell tower in the distance. I remember how WEIRD it felt...how the fact that I actually went to school there somehow finally set in. That this world was only connected to my other one by Emily's soap opera "Greetings from Shorewood." The part that I didn't remember until a couple weeks ago when my mom reminded me, is how unhappy I was in those first few weeks back. I missed my friends, and my fam, and Milwaukee. Summer in Shorewood 2003 was amazing and now I was back in this PLACE. Everything seemed to be going wrong, with soccer, and music, and friends, and classes. I was sick of this small fish in a big pond shit. It got better. But those first weeks were rough.
So now I'm wondering what it will be like to return to Toronto. The situation is vastly different, I suppose. I dont have those same connections tying me down to Milwaukee, (I think "Greetings from Shorewood" was canceled after last season) and my first year in Toronto was so much more than it was at Andover in so many ways. That doesn't keep me from being scared, however, that it will all be a big let down. As uneventful as this summer was, I have been home a LONG time. In fact, longer than I have been in over 4 years. Weird, right? But my fingers are crossed. I am excited about seeing people, and my classes, and my concerts. I have lofty ambitions.
Maybe I will keep you updated.
I remember driving up to Andover the beginning of my second year there and seeing the bell tower in the distance. I remember how WEIRD it felt...how the fact that I actually went to school there somehow finally set in. That this world was only connected to my other one by Emily's soap opera "Greetings from Shorewood." The part that I didn't remember until a couple weeks ago when my mom reminded me, is how unhappy I was in those first few weeks back. I missed my friends, and my fam, and Milwaukee. Summer in Shorewood 2003 was amazing and now I was back in this PLACE. Everything seemed to be going wrong, with soccer, and music, and friends, and classes. I was sick of this small fish in a big pond shit. It got better. But those first weeks were rough.
So now I'm wondering what it will be like to return to Toronto. The situation is vastly different, I suppose. I dont have those same connections tying me down to Milwaukee, (I think "Greetings from Shorewood" was canceled after last season) and my first year in Toronto was so much more than it was at Andover in so many ways. That doesn't keep me from being scared, however, that it will all be a big let down. As uneventful as this summer was, I have been home a LONG time. In fact, longer than I have been in over 4 years. Weird, right? But my fingers are crossed. I am excited about seeing people, and my classes, and my concerts. I have lofty ambitions.
Maybe I will keep you updated.