dispatch 1: old watering holes

today i was loitering at my old alma mater and it’s certainly not as much fun as it once was. i’m very much aware of the fact that everyone around here is younger than i am (apart from the grad students and the large number of people who’ve stayed on to take a fifth year). but it feels like i’ve outgrown the place.

when i first moved to nyc, i thought it was a great choice. but after a few weeks i was really homesick and i remember thinking about possibly transferring to uoft in spite of the debt load i’d undertaken... but now i couldn’t imagine doing anything of the kind. i spent some of the best years of my life here and i cherish the memories but i don’t think i necessarily want to come back here for more school. there’s just so much of the world left to see and so living left to be done that i don’t want to tie myself down to any one place.