So, August 20th seemed really far off for quite some time, and all of a sudden it’s August 20th? Weird. As many of you know, I can be quite the procrastinator (2 AM Mudd crew, I’m looking at you!), so clearly, my last (Friday) night in the grand old state of New York is reserved for frantic packing. I mean, my mother keeps reminding me that I will be in “civilization, unlike all those summers in the Adirondacks,” which means forgetting some random item isn’t the end of the world. Still, I’m on my third cup of coffee, my living room looks like a tornado just hit, and my parents keep ambling down the stairs to nag me/exclaim how much they’ll miss me/drop euros and power adapters into my suitcase.

I’m not really sure what to say or think. This summer has been great—the 5 weeks in Williamsburg were unparalleled, save for all that stuff with my phone at the end (though, I guess it was good to ween me off the iPhone, as it wasn’t going to work in Europe anyway). Part of me is sad that I won’t be making the familiar drive back to Ohio with most of my friends, but I know that the change will be good. I’m excited to explore new cities; to weave myself into¬†

LOL DID I REALLY DO THIS FOR AN ENTIRE SUMMER? 2010 Alex, what the hell were you thinking? I think I’ve lost my tumblr mojo. Fuck if I know what’s ahead, let’s go.

Aug 20 -
obligatory pre-departure reflection