After taking my final this evening, I was walking to the Union to sell my book back, and it hit me: I have been at IU for four freakin years, and now it's all over. Those four years really flew right by. When I abstractly think about a period of four years, it seems so long. But when I look at a period of four years in regards to my college days, oh man, where did it all go??

I must admit, I got a bit of nostalgia-itis when I was walking through campus. I started thinking back to my days at Read, my days at the Villas. I felt like a spring chicken back then! Now I just feel old, but that's ok with me. You know how they say your college years are the best years of your life? I never really bought into that until today. Now, I'm fairly certain I won't still be thinking that when I'm 35, because I plan having better years to come, but as of right now at this moment, I do actually believe my college years have been the best years in my life thus far.

But whenever I do feel old, I counteract that feeling with the sole fact that I still sometimes get lost in the Union.