This entire school year I've been thinking about the end. I'm so geeked to get out of Madison and Southeast Michigan and into Maine and daily climbing and something unique and exciting. This school had nothing for me. I'd been counting down since February. There was nothing for me at that school. My opportunities were limited and I just couldn't wait to be rid of it.
And now here I am, with 32 1/2 days to go, and I'm feeling different. I'm still excited to see what's around the bend, yes, but I wish it didn't have to be so close and go so fast. I came to Madison to see if something would work out, and it didn't. I'd achieved my aim. I didn't stay to MAKE it work out; I just wanted to find out once and for all. I did, so it's time to move on, right? I once thought that. But short-sighted Ryan didn't fully comprehend everything. He didn't know that he'd meet some wonderful people. He didn't realize that these people would become some of his closest friends, the individuals who made teaching everyday bearable and even fun, something to look forward to.
I'm just going to come right out and say that I don't want this experience to be over. It's shocking, feeling this way. But I do. I love it here right now. I'm going to live it up.
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