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another kind of me

a trip through me


monday, august 31, 1998, 03:19

bleary-eyed, i key in the last few commands and log out. i've been here all weekend, setting up these new servers for work to prepare for the hordes of new and returning students who are about to descend on this campus that, for the past three months, i've called mine and mine alone. it was so peaceful here with just the heat and the humidity and the occasional summer student. strange though, now, walking around campus, running into people and finding that they have been here all summer too. and yet, this living as real people changes social circles dramatically. much less likely to just happen across someone if they travel in completly different paths. during the school year, the fantasy academic world brings these paths together into one big junction. but the summer breaks all that apart.

and, sitting here now, i realize that i never did get to see all the people i had wanted to see this summer. realizing that i effectively broke away from that family that i called summer theatre, not seeing my friend get engaged, not participating in the yearly friendships which i have for the past four or five years. or has it been more? so engrained in my memory that i can't even remember when it began.

and now it's time to leave. to get some sleep before waking again to tackle this world. just two more days before the rush. just over a week until the beginning of the end of my academic life.

welcome to my wakeup call.