It’s going to take me a bit to sit down and tell you about that last day — about how I cried, and tried not to get overwhelmed by the first of my many goodbyes, about how I took a few moments in the parking lot to reflect on the sucesses and failures at Rollins, about how I realized that it felt like a break up or the end of an emotional relationship, or about the Jagermeister and my foolish excess…but all of that comes later.

This tree hovers over the Orlando Hall courtyard, and before we go, I will go back to take more pictures. The flowers are beautiful, and when they fall, they hit the ground and tables with a soft thunk. They are heavier than they look. And when they fall in your water or coffee…well… it tastes like shit.

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