roll out of bed at 11 on sundays, walk down the street to south and fall back asleep on the couch
bring a blanket out into the square and read for hours
dance in the rain..in the streets & on the tennis courts
play ultimate frisbee whenever
go to classes that you didn't hate, barefoot and in dance clothes
throw birthday parties by the rocking chairs at main
listen to beautiful music on saturday evenings
play stupid card games that you didn't understand and always lost
skip meals because not eating was better than refectory food
get excited about ordering pizza & chinese..everynight...because it was better than refectory food
have 13 people "orgies" in the square at night..and during the day
being surrounded by people that could actually carry on intelligent conversations without it being weird or getting boring
dance. everywhere. all the time. in class. with chairs in the refectory. with trees. in math classrooms. at the parties. anywhere.
fight over showers/washers/dryers because we were the biggest floor on campus. 3RD FLOOR CLEWELL IS ABOVE YOU, BITCHES.
laugh and smile and finally learn what it's like to be okay with who you are and let go of everything because it didn't matter because you were with the people who knew and understood and loved you best.
szeroka woda na wisle
a powiem wam teraz swe mysle
jak bylo wczoraj tak i dzis
mysze ja na wieki z toba byc
and it only lasted 6 weeks.
and 6 weeks is not a very long time.
and i don't know how to hold on to those 6 weeks and make it seem like they actually existed, because I don't know where they went. Somewhere between the homework and the parties and resuming my life as it was before gsw, I forgot what gsw meant to me, and now I don't know how to get it back.
Broad Waters of the vistula
Now shall I tell you my thoughts:
as yesterday, so today, i must be with you forever