got back to the Cruz earlier tonight.
i forgot how much i miss college and how much i miss my friends
and most of all, how much i took life at the 831 for granted.
how could i ever have wanted to leave this place so badly at one point in my life?
guess that's just what happens when you grow accustomed to a living environment
to the point where it just feels like your natural home gradually.

Very, very gradual change. But a change nonetheless.