this place

As I walked down the halls of MIT with the sky rapidly turning a brighter shade of blue, for the first time in a while, almost no one was awake (except for 2 guys on Third East who stared at me as I passed by) While I walked around the quiet halls, I glanced at all the whiteboards, all the things that people pasted on their doors, all the words people scribbled on dry erase boards (such as Chris SMELLS with someone adding "like toast" and someone (I guess Chris?) writing "I can't help by agree" I walked all the way down 3rd east and stared out of the window there into the courtyard, a window I hadn't looked out of before. I breathed the fresh air that came from the crack in the window and I thought, "I'm going to miss this place." I'm going to miss seeing all these people that my close friends and I realized that I'm going to miss everything probably even more than I think I will.