Day Of Flight
Why is leaving school, be it high school or college, like dying? It happens to everyone eventually, some sooner than others. It's not considered a bad thing but nobody wants it to happen until later. There is an uncertainty about life after school, nobody knows where they'll end up, what they'll do, or if they'll see their friends again. Call me morbid but that's exactly what it feels like. Andy and I have been singing REM's "The End of The World" because there is an ominous semi-apocalyptic feeling about the end of this semester. It feels like our little apartment is all that is left of this campus. As for today, today is my last day... at least for a while. I'm anxious to finish this last exam so I can pack and go to richmond and then the obx and leave it all behind. Liz and I always joke that Averett is exactly like Old Home. In many respects it is. We're even across the river from the abandoned factory, in a small town that you can't seem to escape from. I think this is my day of flight.