Classes started today at Elon. It's the first time in 4 years that I'm not there for that. I didn't move to a new place. I didn't go and buy books, or print off my schedule or visit my favorite people on campus.
Instead I got my hair cut.
I know that moving on is necessary. And, I was quite ready to be done with the work and some of the drama that invade my last two months there.
But, I know I'm gonna miss it. It was home. And, I definitely left a piece of me there.
Yesterday, I ventured onto Emory's campus to run some errands. I bought books, visited some fun folks, filled out more forms, and got my ID made.
I bummed around with two friends (one new, one old). Later that evening, a group of us first-years made our way to Decatur and Virginia-Highlands. Good company. Good moments.
And it really began to sink in that I was starting the next chapter.
And I'm glad for that.
And that is a good place to be.
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