Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Tonight's the first night I've been able to pull myself away to write between seeing old friends, packing, and eating the lean pockets my subleaser left in my freezer! I have begun to accept that I don't really need to put away the 500 Costco items my dad and I loaded into my car as I set out from Chicago to Ithaca last week.

Across the Illinois plains and the Ohio valley, my friend Annie and I caravaned (it's a word) past lakes, BP refineries, and cities until we reached that familiar entrance to Ithaca, route 13. We passed the former site of Collegetown Bagels, now a melancholy, unlit shack next to the gleaming Dunkin' Donuts (vive la competition!) and headed up the hill to our respective apartments. After a summer spent in the trenches throwing around p's and c's in varying amounts, it is nice to be back in Ithaca again.