It's amazing how quickly things can turn around.
About 5 days ago, I was basking in the all the glory of being at home, and away from what turned out to be the truest burnout of a semester possible. Amherst, while forever in my heart, really was a place I could never be too far away from.
And yet, suddenly, this morning strikes and all I really want to do is head back, and start another semester. It's all a bit poetic actually.
Perhaps it's just the fact that an impending test - even when I'm not actually studying for it - prevents me from spending endless hours gallivanting around the city with fellows from yesteryear. It may be that after the 9th, I suddenly feel a little more alive to the world.
But for now, I can say, with greater - but still, more tempered - confidence that the semester's gonna be a riot.
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