A Beginning, of Sorts

Well, I'm embarking on a new sort of existence. I'm a big, grown-up student now - living away from campus in a house with a kitchen and a bathroom and no risk of gaining an unwelcome roommate. I have a cat, whose name is Emmeline. I have a wonderful housemate named Les, who has a wonderful significant other. She has some drama, but I can deal with it, as it doesn't directly involve or affect me.

When I think of the beginning of the last school year, I can't even describe how different this is. Firstly, I'm not living in a dormitory - I hated the dorms and I'm excited for the peace and quiet having this house will afford. I'm not heart-broken this time - still a bit battered, mayhap, but whole. I actually feel I can handle my course-load this semester, for the very first time. I'm even understanding math - and if that's not an accomplishment, I don't know what is! I have a car and her name is Madeleine. She is the most tangible evidence of my freedom, really - if I want, I can hop in the car some weekend and go home. Just - go. For the first time in three years, I'll be able to see Pennsylvania in the fall - I do miss that.

Sure, things are busy. Things are insane. But it's okay, really, if I think about it.