Things have been strange. My fraternity email chain has become increasingly active, making me all the more anxious to be back at Davidson.
I continue to have mixed feelings about camp. Stomaching the fact that I may be entering my final two weeks stretch at Becket will be impossible. Thus I will not try. Larry is coming up in a week, and talking to him will surely allow me to make more sense of things.
Things have seemed off between Savannah and I lately, and I’d very much like to be back at school to sort that out. I’ve felt as though she hasn’t been very excited when we talk recently, but similar feelings have plagued many of my relationships in the past.
I’m a happy person right now, but I’m doing a great deal of looking ahead rather than enjoying the present.
Becket has never felt this way before.
