Met with the associate dean of the school I will be attending to get my Masters of Arch. today. Boy do I have some work to do... despite all the bustle of people being dumb and all the hustle of driving an hour to an active, yet abandoned, campus, I feel a little weary about this new venture. More architecture? really? didn't I get enough torture already? All I can hope is that it's not as bad as the last place's uncontrollable chaos they called administration. I do however look forward to being close to the ocean again... Oh the salt and mist, the brisk cold breeze, maybe I can get a job in the town nearby and save up some money for an apartment... ah nevermind my fantasies... I need to move on and move on I shall... maybe I'll read a book...
School is what you make of it anyway.

So today is the day that begins the future. Oh how horrid that sounds to be saying goodbye to all that is known here, and forcing myself welcome on a ruthlessly stoic world. Sadly saying goodbye to friends will be easy, saying goodbye to this place, the city, will be daunting. There is some connection I have had here that I have never had with a person, the reliance, the understanding, even the undignified slop that is both MY room, and MY city. Peace is the contrast to the bustle of downtown, Emptiness is the contrast to popularity, SIMPLICITY is the balance to which a complex world (or city, or person) leans towards. I can thank the city for everything I have had, and for everything I have lost. I will not miss it, I will actively long for it.