May 25, 2004 14:15
It occurs to me that in my last post I skipped right over talking about how I feel about things in Greencastle being over. I guess I omitted that because I feel like I've said it so often over the past few days that everyone must know it, but that might not be true. So...I feel sad to leave the people I met at college, because though I know I'll keep in touch with the closest friends, we'll never be so physically close again. Life as I knew it is over. I can't IM Loren about walking to Dairy Castle, call Liz and see what she's doing in the next five mintues, or walk down the hall and change Beck's background to a scary picture of Gollum. I'll miss the intimacy of a small school in the middle of Indiana where all the fun to be had is the fun that you make with your friends, where it's easy to find people who think a philosophy-themed band called "The Monads" is just as funny as I do, and where people understand if I can't do things because I'm studying but try to persuade me to do things anyway.
That said, I wouldn't have changed anything, or stayed longer if I could. I wouldn't appreciate DePauw the way I do if I were going to stay another year, and if I left earlier (though there were moments junior year when I wanted to), I wouldn't have gotten enough. Which fairy tale is it, where the little girl tries to pick the bowl of porridge with just the right amount? Goldilocks? Anyway, I feel like her after she picked the right one. It was good, now it's over, and because it's over it's still good.
That's all I have to say about that.