BAHN

Sunday 11:14 pm

I saw some old friends from my dorm last year. A three-month difference can change the way you interact around people; we ended up reminiscing about this and that, so and such. It reminds me of the way my dad is around old friends from college. They sit around the table, surrounding a plate of food and a beer in hand, laughter emanating to the ceiling. It's a nice feeling, this comfort. It's only been a year since I met these guys, but I guess suddenly not seeing them every single day made it seem a lot longer. It's a great feeling.

I really need to work on my homework. 40 pages of Austen, one 60 verse poem to analyze, Japanese homework. Time is a much more precious commodity. Bye.