Going Home

I'm going home. I'm sitting in my room (my room for alittle while more), amongst my almost fully packed stuff typing this on my laptop's keyboard becos the P/S2 keyboard is at the Kelly Street House.

I'm having mixed feelings about going home. Now that it's so close, I don't really wanna leave. I'll miss everything here; the air, the view out of my window, the houses built into the hill and the people in college especially.

Not all though but most. Sometime it's hard to connect, I'm so much older but usually common ground is found.

I can't wait to come back here.