WAG - Stranger in a Strange Land
Wow! Look at all the bare walls...
My packing is pretty much done and the room looks so different.
The majority of my college life has been crammed into a series of boxes and plastic bags. The drawers are empty and the shelves are all cleared expect for a single plant and a case of root beer (I give you the flavor of the carbonated beverage to avoid the classic pop/soda/soda-pop debate).
All I have left to gather up is my bad stuff, a stack of humanity books the computer, and about a half dozen items left on the desk I’ll need for my usual routine (clock, deodorant, bible, etc.).
It’s weird seeing this room devoid of color, of trimmings, of character.
It also means this semester is almost over… for which I’m thankful and disappointed.
Endings are always bittersweet. Some doors are closed as new ones open up.
The trick is in figuring out which ones to bypass and which ones to go through.
But I don’t have to worry about that just yet.
After all, I still have one more night to go.
As long as I don’t freak out when I wake up in the morning and don’t recognize where I am, everything should be okay.
Pleasant dreams.
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