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In a brief respite of reminiscing on an old friend’s engagement, I couldn’t help but be overcome with a dark cloud of nostalgia. What so often reflects a desire, a longing, for the emotional and physical existence of “home”, I was instead torn and missing certain aspects and faces of South Carolina. And the desire isn’t even to return in so many ways, as it is to just be in that long-lost state of mind with those people...if only for a day. To describe the feeling is almost impossible because certain notes of that chapter can never – and would never – be replayed. However, is it too much to ask for a southern summer day out by the pool with a group of good friends, a cooler full of cold beer, and some classic country music twanging in the background? Or to be overridden with a wave of scholastic pride at a college sporting event? Or even just to go out to a 24-hr diner at all hours of the night and simply contemplate the world over a hot cup of coffee and some cheese grits.

There is no contest that certain memories of college compete for the best times of my life – but only in the containment of that chapter. On a new page, in a new place of body and mind, I’ve found the true best party of my life. Dotted with beautiful intricacies and thought-provoking complimentary perfection. In this new chapter lies a new life with its own nostalgic memories to be made, cherished and wished for. In this chapter is true love, true happiness, true joy of no competition.

Memories of a time gone by are still held so dear, and the faces and voices of true friends remain priceless and irreplaceable… But I always will be yours.