{It really does look like this. Prettier, in fact.}
I've been thinking about Dartmouth a lot lately.
First with a new president, and now with homecoming in two weeks, I am missing my alma mater so much.
I can't wait to get on the Dartmouth Coach, I can't wait to watch the freshman run around the bonfire (and maybe to yell "worst class ever!" and lose my voice). I can't wait to go for a walk around campus, I can't wait to go to a tea party at Theta.
"You're talking about Dartmouth like someone who really loved it," my mother observed the other day. I guess maybe I did?