What an incredible weekend
There are few people on this planet that understand Beloit. Beloit as a place, as an adjective, and as an emotion. Beloit is magic. It's been 10 years since I went to school there, was part of the culture, and the pulse of campus.....and I've been back many times to walk around - hang out - simply be there. No matter how many changes they make to campus, how many professors come and go, Beloit will always feel like home. I made a very honest realization this weekend - no matter how different of a person I am, no matter how happy or sad, I never feel more like myself than when I'm on that campus. No matter who that self is - there is a certain peace that comes over me there.
Needless to say, my reunion was great. It was a mix of seeing people I always see and seeing people I haven't seen in 10 years. People I was close to and people I barely knew. We partied like it was 1998 and had a great time. I felt bad for dragging Sam and the boys (I was selfish and wanted to show them off) - they were bored and although very well behaved there just wasn't a lot for them to do. A soccer ball and a few Hot Wheels can only last so long. But they were all troopers and didn't complain one bit.
I laughed more than I can remember laughing in a long time. I forgot what it was like to hang out with a group of friends. Not like when I go to dinner with friends or to the mall - but really hang out with people who know you - who lived with you - and essentially grew up a little with you. I miss that community feeling - it was nice to feel it again.
Leaving made me feel a little sad. Not because coming back to my "real" life is horrible - I'm enjoying my life now, but leaving the feeling of being around people who understand you and are for you - and leaving a place that makes you feel like no other place on earth. It's hard to explain - it's just Beloit.
Needless to say, my reunion was great. It was a mix of seeing people I always see and seeing people I haven't seen in 10 years. People I was close to and people I barely knew. We partied like it was 1998 and had a great time. I felt bad for dragging Sam and the boys (I was selfish and wanted to show them off) - they were bored and although very well behaved there just wasn't a lot for them to do. A soccer ball and a few Hot Wheels can only last so long. But they were all troopers and didn't complain one bit.
I laughed more than I can remember laughing in a long time. I forgot what it was like to hang out with a group of friends. Not like when I go to dinner with friends or to the mall - but really hang out with people who know you - who lived with you - and essentially grew up a little with you. I miss that community feeling - it was nice to feel it again.
Leaving made me feel a little sad. Not because coming back to my "real" life is horrible - I'm enjoying my life now, but leaving the feeling of being around people who understand you and are for you - and leaving a place that makes you feel like no other place on earth. It's hard to explain - it's just Beloit.