Ode to Box 246
Well, so far the worst thing about graduating this week was that today I had to part with my mailbox key.
I wasn't even ready to do it. They just demanded it right there.
I couldn't even get in the "last-time-checking-my-box-for-fun-things" picture.
Life will forever be different.
What a melancholy week.
posted by thesmallblondeone @ 9:20 PM
2 Comments:
I had Box 92, and as I recall, didn't get to give it a proper goodbye either. Next thing I knew (following year), I was helping a student who wrote down their mailbox number and it was NINETY-TWO.
And I thought: Ha! You only think that's your mailbox... that's MY box.
awe. it will be hard to say goodbye to mine next year. so sad.. shh, i cannot think about such misery. so i assume you graduated last weekend? awe. sniff.. you're growing up!
i'm coming home friday, the 18th. yeah me!
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