Over the years it changed furniture, cleanliness, order, posters and color. It never lost me. And so as I stood saying goodbye to my college years, it really began to hit me. It was someone else's time now. I tried to imagine the next person to live here, so full of hope like I was all those years ago. The moment was bittersweet.

I'd spent so many days staring out these windows, at the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. I laid on the floor to watch my tiny TV. I got ready in front of my mirror that hung on the back of my closet door. It's still hard to digest it's all over now. It's not my home. The sick thing is that I've lived in that room longer than any other room/house I've been in for the past 9-10 years.
And now it's empty.

I spent my last morning standing in the rain, trying to imagine the view that would take the view I was so accustomed to.

So goodbye, college years! Now that you're out of sight and mind, I can stop being so melodramatic and get back to my usual sarcastic self! Progress?
1 comments:
It's so sad to see it empty like and lifeless like that. :( I stopped by to pick up some of the stuff today, but I got all teary-eyed and had to leave.
P.S. I will send you a new chair to the canyon. Or give you one in November as a homecoming present.
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