and now the school year is coming to and end,
i reflect how my transition is actually a god-send.
miserable up north,
to my parents i came forth
and confessed that humboldt was not meshing with me.

my exodus from san francisco is next week,
and upon returning home,
it will be the faces i have not seen forever that i will seek.
one of my favorite things to do
is to sit, talk, mingle--and have a whole crew
of acquaintances and friends bask in each other's company
on the backdrop of a party.