So. I have arrived at long last, and am ensconced in my attic sanctuary. I think it is about time for me to write a blog post, except now that I come to it I can't think of anything to say. I suppose, though, that having nothing to say forms the heart of many a blog, and perhaps I shall persevere in spite of it all. Besides, if I'm the only one to read this it shouldn't matter too much!
Yesterday I went down to school for my meeting with the director of the nondegree program. It was so strange to walk through campus and see so many people with so many unfamiliar faces, and to think about my own freshman year. Time has a strange way of telescoping, and yesterday began to run into many other yesterdays as I remembered meeting my suitemates, taking placement exams, and wandering around campus. How bizarre it is to grow up.
Tomorrow is the first day of school. And I don't even have a lunch box.