College: eating cereal on the floor because you don’t want to get your bed or desk dirty, while dropping cereal bits and milk on the rug because you’re moving around trying to get settled when someone knocks on your door and you look a hot mess; you’re wondering who exactly is knocking and get up to find that it’s an old neighbor; scratch that, two old neighbors checking in to say hi!
p.s. Baba and Castel stopped by yesterday. Baba used to live in the dorm I’m in now, and he keeps promising Joseph and I that he will invite us to his new home off campus when he’s ready. So, yay! Here’s to old friends!