Leaving UNH 2010

I made a list just now of all the things I'll be bringing outside and loading into the Element tomorrow morning: Microwave, backpack, big desk box, open top box w/ plants, printer, monitor, computer tower, detergent, pillows, big heavy closed box, hats, wallet, cellphone, UNH keychain, poster tube, tennis racquet, etc. As I went down the list, adding to it, making sure I hadn't missed anything, I came to realize that everything on the list specifically encompassed everything I brought to UNH or acquired while I was here. That may seem obvious but the things on that list put into this room my personality. The stuff on that list is a reflection of who I am, who I was as a freshman at UNH. As I went down the list once it was finished, I mentally eliminated each of the items, eventually looking at the room from the perspective of only what's left without the stuff on the list, my stuff. I see a cold, stark, empty space, as if all the life had been sucked out. Well, that life is me, and I'll be leaving this room for good in about 9 hours. It's sad that my freshman year is ending. It's sad that the life I'd given this room is being stripped from it. It's sad that the only things of mine that will remain in this room into the future will be memories. I understand this is a time of transition, but I can't deny being washed over by melancholy feelings, still here, feeling like everything that has happened in this room actually happened in a different one, one where the posters still cling to the walls and books line my desk, but that time has passed and is all but gone. I'll miss you, Lord 201. Perhaps we'll be reunited some day. Until then, it's been fun.