I ran into someone yesterday while taking public transportation who was wearing a Mountain School sweatshirt. Turns out he was there last spring (S'11) and lived in the same dorm/room that I did. It's funny how having something like that in common with a random stranger can make you feel as if you have some sort of connection with them, even though we'd never met before and probably won't ever see each other again.

He asked so many questions about our semester. It brought back so many memories.

i really loved seeing a couple new posts when i checked the blog again after like a week and a half. thank you all for making my day that much better

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I am so thankful to have all of you in my lives! I love you to infinity and beyond.

Reminders

Met a sophmore who went to the Mountain School. We had a very short conversation about it, which semester he was, where he lived (Miles), where I lived. As he was walking away he said, "I miss it every day." It feels so good to hear someone say that when I feel that every day and usually don't tell anyone. I felt a little more home here.

Missing you

It's so funny how the little things always remind me of Mountain School...the mention of homemade donuts, real maple syrup for sale, ice skating in New York. I love you all so much and I miss you more than you know.