Ah the tides of change, or rather the storm of change. A raging tempest. Not yet but tomorrow. Mark my words. Today we witness the calm before the storm, it really isn't that calm but anyways. Tomorrow you see I leave home. I'm moving out. In fact this home ceases to be my home. In a certain sense I'll never ever come home again, at least not to here. I really should be more affected by this then I am. Shouldn't I be scared? I'm not. Tomorrow school returns to session, the University students enjoy that extra time off they always seem to enjoy. The summer's follies become simply shadows of past presents and the reality of the fall becomes startlingly clear. Goodbye Etown, best of wishes for all your future endeavours.