Part of me felt really pitiful sitting in Butler on a Thursday night, but the solitude was really kinda beautiful. It's a nice chance to just ponder (like about Amin's awesome post!), something I just realized I've been missing out on lately. In the rush to take advantage of everything Columbia and New York and college in general have to offer, I've forgotten why I wanted to come here. The conversation I had the other night was a good reminder, one that finally embodied the promises made in all of that propaganda from Columbia I pored over nearly every day waiting for the first of April.
