these foolish things (which act as markers in our lives)

[voiceofyoureyes]

it is overly strange to sit in my mother's bedroom, with santamonica air/view/smells surrounding me, and be barraged by reserved students emails and commands to come play pick-up on mertz at 4:30. classes start today at swarthmore, and by now I would be moved in, hunkered down, and a million mental miles away from these walks and meals and southern

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[melike]

good luck! I hope you post on LJ more often and let us know about your adventures.