+ The S'cow and Uni +

So, every once in a while, like today, I find myself missing the heck out of this place. Yeah, sometimes nostalgia takes hold and I miss what's in the past. And it's so weird being here and not having a place to call mine anymore. It's weird that I don't spend nine months here every year now.

Maybe it's that I got to hang with the old Boss-man that's bringin' some of this on, but seriously I wouldn't mind adding on to my degree, and getting to come back here. I'd probably take some time to have a life and fun this time, though. I just miss some aspects of my life that was spent here- mostly people. Let's face it, I met some pretty fantastic people in my time here. Some I still am close with- others total strangers. Yet they all helped me find myself all over again.

I know I've been graduated for a year, but that still blows my mind. It doesn't feel like it should be that long yet. If I could honestly do anything with my life- as in the sky really is the limit- I would definitely be okay with being a professional student. How awesome would it be to just get to be a scholar? Take ALL THE CLASSES! Learn ALL THE THINGS!!! And just meet new people all the time and possibly be a traveling scholar. Studying abroad and stuff!?

Why can't that job still exist? The Greeks were all about the scholars.

I think part of the appeal of coming back is I have no idea what is to come for me. There's no job set in stone for me next year, there's possibilities. Endless possibilities with no certainties. And I think that terrifies me most. I'd like to know what's going to happen. Like where I'll be come Fall.