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A moment of nostalgia: I miss harrisonburg. More than normal this year.
It seems to be getting worse with age- this craving of the whimsical days of college. My sister and I laugh that our school spirit has grown exponentially since graduation. It has grown from, well, non-existant to thriving and pulsing.
I’m romanticizing it all, yes. My life then was pallid in comparison to my life now.
So I will just say this: I miss the valley & the hills. I miss a small town with the microbrewery down the street. And, call me a nerd please, but I really miss academia. And I will always miss academia.
I need to work in a university only to satiate my desire to stay within academia forever and ever. Blerg.
