Gettin out.

Its lovely over at the Med school. Its the kinda atmosphere i want; and strangely i have it here on campus. But its not as.. secluded? The Med school office has little students; the ones who are there are casually talking with one another, sitting under trees and at benches.

Its very peaceful. While i have that here the streets are chock full of busy quick students, running back and forth while spewing their political and personal agendas. Bleh; It was nice out there..

And at the same time it was sad. unfortunately for me i choose the Med school to play out some drama in life that make me sad. It was the local we ended up at when my ex and I broke up. it wasnt pretty; and i stupidly listened to logic instead of my heart. Alas; i know logically i should be all over and done with that now; but the ripples from those mistakes continue to flow through me; even tho i have learned much and changed much because of them.

I took a moment to myself and retraced some steps. New construction changed the look of some of it; but i could see the events of that night unfolding before my eyes as if it had happened last night.

the parking lot, running around the buildings; chasing after her… looking for her. It still stings. Maybe not as much as before; but the pain is not something i will forget.

I really cant wait to get out of this place. The memories attached to this whole town are both sweet and bitter. I want to leave holding onto my happy memories; while leaving the bitterness and sadness buried in the ground of the place i’ve called home for many years now.