The fact of the matter is, I miss Julian Hall. I miss being known. Being able to do dishes and see friends, always having shoulders to cry on and women who love me right down the hall. I miss the accountability of my small group; I miss the laughter and the tears. Pathetically enough, I even miss going to class and studying with people.
But enough whining. Perhaps I'm just feeling off because I'm having to fix a jock strap and I'm listening to John Mayer. ;)