Do you ever just miss a time and a place so much that it hurts? It happened to me as I was getting on the train today- I had just finished a particularly long and fairly mundane day and I was starving, and with all my might I wanted to be back in college, going home from class to meet my roommate to spend an hour or so at dinner together. That hour was the most relaxing part of my day, when everything else disappeared except for the space we were occupying. That hour felt like one giant exhale and the world wouldn't start again until the next morning. Since leaving, life kind of feels like a never ending inhale.
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