it will be nice to be back, i think, to my own space and my own ways around.
oh god, this is my last semester here.
my last set of classes.
my last meal plan.
my last dorm room.
my last array of bulletin boards.
my last (first) spring formal. (if i go.)
so many things.
i will miss you so.
ah, how i love to move.
(i'm beginning to feel a yearning for the mississippi;
i'm not sure why, but it is calling me to a temporary home)