So

So I'm home. Got here yesterday.

It only took about 30 minutes to get all my stuff out of my room and into the car. The rest of the eight hour journey crawled by.

I didn't have to say any goodbyes yesterday. My roommate had already gone home, not that I cared much to say bye to him anyway. In fact, all my goodbyes were done two or three days ago.

It was sad. Really, it was. I hate leaving people I care about. But when it's your time I guess you just have to accept it. I spent three and a half months in New York City. I can cross that off of my bucket list.

I made friends while I was there. If you've read before then you know that there are six of them. Here are their names...

Steve. Peter. Kaitlin. Julia. Caroline. Frances

Two of the six live in Connecticut, one lives in New Jersey, one in New York, one in New Hampshire, and one all the way out in Colorado.

Those are all a lot of miles from Pittsburgh. Luckily, you can stay close to anyone, anywhere if you really want to. You just have to put in the effort. In time we will see how close I remain to the friends I've made. I plan on going back up to Fordham, maybe as soon as Spring semester. I've also been promised some visits to Pittsburgh by a few of the six.

Finding a new rhythm at Pitt will take time, but then again all good things do.

Looking back it's funny because I got into Pitt immediately after applying and I counted it out. I thought Pitt was the school the eighth grade me wanted to go to. I thought I belonged somewhere prestigious, somewhere far away, somewhere that I had deemed "better".

I'm not sure if my view of it was ever clouded or if I have changed over time.

Not sure I'll ever be certain.

I'm certain that I got an A in philosophy and an A- in math though.

That means I learned at least a little bit in my first semester.

They say that's what you go to college for, but I'm not sure about that.

I'm out of words.....for right now at least.

Til we meet again.

NP: Don't You Worry Child- Swedish House Mafia