Closing Time

This is my final post from Pine Hall Room 219 (2005 Birchmont Dr NE, Bemidji, MN 56601)

My door is stripped naked. Boxes and bags surround the room. Unwanted notes and junk stuffed into garbage bags. Odds & ends remain to be packed.

My walls are bare ('cept for the bit of paint that Dad accidently ripped out).

It's time to go.

You were fabulous, Pine. Pine-hall people - you were Amazing. I'll miss you all, Arlene especially, Naked Nancy, My-Croquet-Boys, conversations in the kitchen and random-spontaneous hallway 'parties'.

With love,
Your loyal tenant of Pine 219.

Note to self:

Do.not.give.up.

"Yahweh has sent me to bring the good news to the poor, to bind up hearts that are broken, to proclaim liberty to captives" Isaiah:61

I was late for mass, and late to pick up my graduation present from Fr. Chuck. This was the last board that was sitting there. It's perfect.

I needed that message.

Thank You.

It's just not right.

As I write my paper on Maslow, I feel so terribly denied of my basic, human needs.

Sigh. The irony of it all.