it is strange to sit here right now, in my almost empty room, the windows open and the wind blowing in. im looking out across campus, like i have done many times before this year but this time something is different. it is the calm before the storm. before parents and family and friends start arriving and the campus is no longer just cottey people but cottey people’s people. they are not intruders but neither do they belong here. we all understand something that they will only be able to watch and observe but never feel, not entirely. tomorrow is the beginning of the end. the last beginning of the end. here is comes. ready or not, here it comes.