The Weekend In The Woods

I am currently sitting on the floor of the Wellness downstairs nook, right across from the washing machines. Its been a while.

The eastern mountains, Appalachians in particular, are a magical place. The woods envelop the mountains, covering the highest peaks, the lowest valleys. There is warmth and humidity in the air. Crickets chirp, and another southern mountain night comes to a close.

Waking up in this magical place is one of the best feelings one can have. Your eyes open, and you realize you are in a new day, with a new place. But the friends are familiar, the land you remember vividly. The mountains surprise you every day, the new vistas drawing you ever closer to the imagination.

The memories come flashing back, and you really cannot prevent them. Welcoming them is the best thing to do. I can't believe it has been five years. Five full and wonderful years of my life, spent in this place. I will never get tired of it. Creating false hopes in that there is a perfect place balanced with your needs. So far my college has been the best suitor of those needs. The campus enveloped me at first, but was a grand and mystical adventure, always new turns around the corner.

I felt that today. I felt that this weekend. A fairyland of recollections and . Always with the emotions which come with those reunions. The emotions that come with leaving a place once you have settled back into your niche. The reintroduction to the alien and the uneasy situation of the position you accepted. I felt that today.

We are so privileged to be along on this journey and have these resources. To have the ability to zoom, jet, drive, walk to our familiar, and our place of refuge. Our cornerstone. Times of new exploration are tough, especially when you are happy and exhilarated to be where you are, when you grow into your new place and get it to fit you just right.

Its a feeling of... Peace and happiness. One that you wish you didn't have to leave behind, and are immensely sad that you had to do so...