Confession. I miss university. I was diagnosed with 2 weeks left of my BFA (known as a, Bachelor of Fuck All, to some) I missed my final project and it was completed for me by some wonderful people who I haven't seen since.
University was the last time where I felt like I was in control and the last place I felt accomplished. I miss that.
So between dropping teenage boys off at one of their sports in the evening, I pay $1, park my car and wander into the university library. There is a quiet spot in the belly of the building where I can sit in absolute silence looking out over the water and watch the sun fade.
I'm working on some of my writing projects and hoping to soak up the nostalgia. Maybe I'll even get something done for once.