After Reunions

What do I have to say about Reunions that hasn't already been said? It rained like crazy, and rocked anyway. I missed Princeton, a lot - had a conversation or two with some other '05s about it. Princeton was the first place that I really felt like I belonged - and the last place I really felt like I knew what I was doing. It wouldn't have been good to stay there, but I miss it like crazy anyway. Big orange-and-black security blanket, I guess.

It was nice to go without having anything I was committed to do. I'd done Reunions as an undergrad, but I was always working and never really had the time or energy to enjoy them. It was nice to go without a time schedule or a dress code, and wander where my feet took me, and leave whenever I got bored or hot or cold or too wet. I missed Chuckro a lot - it sucked that he couldn't go - but it was kind of nice to be able, just once, to make my own schedule and not have to worry about what anyone else wanted to do.

I was sorry to leave, but glad to be home.