It is hard for me to imagine that today is my last day on the job here at EPB. In about a hour and a half I will be done and my NYC experience will be drawing to a close.

I look back at the beginning and not having an idea of what was in store. I keep on thinking of all that I have seen and experienced. I feel so fortunate. I keep on remembering the Dave in highschool. The one who was content with just going to school and hanging around the same friends. The same kid who had many fears. I still do today, but this summer I truly feel that when the time comes to graduate that I have in essence prepared myself. I am excited what lays ahead. Same time, I'm definitely looking forward to the next year or so of college.

Whether I'm a changed person, that is something I doubt. I still am very much easily entertained and still very much have the same sense of humor I did coming here. New York didn't make me hard. NYC was a chapter in my life, and one I'm saddened it's about to close. Here I have been, imensing myself in a whole new area of US, that is quite different than anywhere else I've been. Like a book, it feels like it is being slammed shut. Tomorrow night I will be in Houston. Over a thousand miles away from a city that I might not return to for quite some time.

Life confuses me like that.