This is how I felt about Brown when I left two and a half years ago, and again when I graduated. This is probably what I’m most scared of moving down South, moving to grad school, moving away from my family and friends, moving away (and perhaps towards) from a sense of certainty. At the same time, this is a transition to a new web of friends and opportunities, and Keegan is right in that we don’t have to lose the connections we leave behind…
Rest in peace, Marina.
Saw this on my newsfeed this morning on Facebook. Moving.