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I was in Como for awhile this evening to see Dr Blake and the rest of the BB's (with one exception...Amy, we missed you!) and a good time was had by all. Ate some Flatbranch, chatted about old memories and our upcoming adventures, caught up on the gossip in the music building, and shared gifts with the mom-to-be. It was an awesome night, one that I'm so glad I didn't miss.
The only downside to going back to Como was leaving. It hit me as we were leaving the restaurant that this would probably be the last time I'd be in Columbia before I leave for Jerusalem. As we were getting onto I70, there was a part of me that longed not to be going back to STL. I desperately wanted to stay in Como and relive my college years. I guess it just hit me that my life as I know it is going to change drastically from here on out, and as ready as I am, there's a part of me that wants my undergrad years back. I miss the days of gossiping in the dorms and galavanting around campus for whatever reason. I miss coffee at Memorial Union between classes and the smiles that greeted me when I walked into FAB. I miss my apartment with Jane and shabbat dinners at Hillel. For the first time in a long time, I truly longed for Columbia and the life I used to lead there.
I know that the life I have coming up is going to be above and beyond anything I had in Columbia, and I know I'm making the right decision to leave. It just feels like I'm closing the door on a wonderful chapter of my life, and it's bittersweet.
And I've been crying over little things all week (i.e. Getting my morning doggie kisses when I come into mom's room to shower and realizing that I only have a handful of those mornings left before he'll probably forget who the hell I am.) I do have the coolest dog in the world...
The only downside to going back to Como was leaving. It hit me as we were leaving the restaurant that this would probably be the last time I'd be in Columbia before I leave for Jerusalem. As we were getting onto I70, there was a part of me that longed not to be going back to STL. I desperately wanted to stay in Como and relive my college years. I guess it just hit me that my life as I know it is going to change drastically from here on out, and as ready as I am, there's a part of me that wants my undergrad years back. I miss the days of gossiping in the dorms and galavanting around campus for whatever reason. I miss coffee at Memorial Union between classes and the smiles that greeted me when I walked into FAB. I miss my apartment with Jane and shabbat dinners at Hillel. For the first time in a long time, I truly longed for Columbia and the life I used to lead there.
I know that the life I have coming up is going to be above and beyond anything I had in Columbia, and I know I'm making the right decision to leave. It just feels like I'm closing the door on a wonderful chapter of my life, and it's bittersweet.
And I've been crying over little things all week (i.e. Getting my morning doggie kisses when I come into mom's room to shower and realizing that I only have a handful of those mornings left before he'll probably forget who the hell I am.) I do have the coolest dog in the world...