Moving on

Wow. I'm leaving DC tomorrow, presumably for good. Thinking back to the 18yo boy who first moved into these dorms four years ago...well its just crazy. So much has changed. I've changed. As much as I rag on it sometimes, DC has been really good to me. And I think it really was a perfect environment to be 18-22 in. I've had opportunities I couldn't have gotten anywhere else, developed relationships with all kinds of interesting people, and embarked on a real sexual journey. If I tried to capture it all in writing it would be a short novel, so I'm not going to try. I'm actually going to keep it short, and in a rather unusual twist, keep these emotions somewhat private.

I guess I just wanted to say thanks to DC and all of the people here who have made the past four years so rich and rewarding.