Back at college and into my second semester (well, officially tomorrow, but who wants to split hairs?) Don’t have time to write much, but maybe this should say it all:
When I walked back into the house, my brother took one look at me and then said that it seemed like I’d gone home after a long time and just come back to visit. 🙂 He also told me it’s refreshing to see me ‘bubbling’ and ‘simmering’ with enthusiasm. And as much as that makes me sound a like a sorceror’s cauldron, I’m pretty okay with the description.
A thought went up my mind to-day
That I have had before,
But did not finish, — some way back,
I could not fix the year,
Nor where it went, nor why it came
The second time to me,
Nor definitely what it was,
Have I the art to say.
But somewhere in my soul, I know
I ‘ve met the thing before;
It just reminded me — ‘t was all —
And came my way no more.
– E. Dickinson