Today is a big day.
Today, I will return to the land of my college days... good ole' Elon, NC.
I graduated in 2003 and haven't really been back since then, minus a late-night stop at a former favorite dining establishment. Oh Sandy's Subs, how I miss you.
So I have a strange feeling that's been generating quietly in the pit of my stomach this week as I've anticipated the trip. I'm going for work, not pleasure, so it's not like I'll have free reign to re-live my idiotic early 20's (not that I have any desire to do so, thank you).
Nope, I'll be there for a tournament, and my time actually on campus will be limited. All of my friends have moved on, although I still know a professor or two who may be around.
But part of me just wants to roam around campus and take it all in. I want to walk under the oaks and close my eyes, remembering who I was at 18.
I think I would be disappointed.
See, I didn't feel any sort of sentimental connection to my school. I think, for that reason, my ability to recollect details has all but faded. It's sad, really. I spent four years of my life at this place, and rarely anything stands out to me.
Maybe I'll feel differently when I get there. Maybe.
No comments:
Post a Comment