Ah, to be young again

Ok, HOW did it get to be September already??
I'm not complaining. I love September. I love Fall, and I love that back-to-school feeling, even though I'm not in school anymore. This year has been the first time I ever really missed school. After graduating, all I could think about was how happy I was to be DONE with it all. But now it's been 2 years and I've suddenly got that wistful, nostalgic feeling when I think about school. (And by school, I mean college. I've never once had the desire to be back in high school or anything previous to that.)
The feeling got a thousand times stronger when Andrew & I went to a college friend's wedding out in Indiana and spent a lot of time on my old campus. It felt so WEIRD to be alumni. (Even the word "alumni" sounds weird.) I felt like I'd been gone for ages (when it had actually only been 8 months since I'd been on campus last.) I spent a lot of time at my old favorite campus spot: the coffee shop. (Man, it's fun to be there and not have to worry about homework.) Within the first hour of getting on campus, I met up with one of my old roommates whose little sister just started college there as a freshman and is staying in the same dorm I stayed in as a freshman. The little sister asked me if I wanted to come see her room. Um, YEAH!! I cannot even describe the feeling as I walked into her room, which looked exactly like mine did freshman year. (Not surprising since all the rooms look alike.) The bunked beds, the stacks of textbooks, the funny lamps every student brings to college... What I wouldn't have given in that moment to be a freshman again. To have that terrifying excitement of moving in with a perfect stranger, starting classes, trying to find your way around, being hours away from you family and wondering how long it will take to find the group of friends you fit into...to be just starting those 4 years of education and self-discovery... wow, there's just nothing like it. Nothing.