Life has been occupying this odd space between being here and there. The time I have left at the U of I doesn't seem real in any sense. I've got classwork and a couple of Armory shows to work on, to be sure, but I'm not really working towards anything anymore. One way or another, I'm out of here.

Essentially, life is business as usual. Occasionally, though I'm tasked with posting a Craigslist ad for my apartment here, or requesting my immunization records for Columbia there. Little reminders that the course of my life has been reset.

Feels strange.