My younger brother recently (Saturday) moved back to Texas for his own reasons. The least I could do for him was to escort him halfway. I drove with him to Memphis, roughly halfway between Georgia and Texas. The drive was long and mostly boring, but eventually, we got there. He only stayed for a few minutes then had to continue on to Texas. We said our goodbyes and briefly discussed his first visit back to Georgia.
This weekend is Fall Break for the Rhodents, so not many people were on campus when I arrived. Luckily, my dear Anime Club friends were there and planning a huge cookout. There was lots of meant and lots of sugar, both of which I love. We cooked and talked and had a chance to catch up. It was like I was really back in school at Rhodes. Everything seemed so perfect, if only for a time.
I wish I could tell you just how perfect it seemed (emphasis on the word "seemed," my life at Rhodes seemed to be full of facades). Nothing could bother me inside that iron fence. I was back home... ish. This weekend was full of good people, good food, good times, good laughs and of course "breaking into" buildings on campus where we're not really breaking in because a door is left open somewhere. It's really like I was back, and I was happy.
The drive home was the best drive I've ever done. It started out like all others when I leave a place that holds a special place in my heart. I cry. I want to stay. I don't want to leave. I even entertained the thought of going back to Rhodes. Most of the rest of the drive was spent thinking of the road in metaphorical terms, how that applies to my life, about my past and future, and the journey connecting them all.
Luckily for me, I received my acceptance letter from Georgia State over the weekend. I was sure of my acceptance, but it's still nice to see the "Congratulations!" at the top of a piece of paper that will determine the next couple years of your life. I am able to move on with my life once again. I can't wait to get started again.
 vafalla · Mon Oct 15, 2007 @ 06:43pm · 2 Comments |
