The haste of the last few days is finally catching up with me. I am tired and miss John David and my roommates. I remember being very sad leaving the dorms a few years ago and have often wanted those moments again. Moving suddenly back into the dorms, however, reminds me of how difficult those times were. A constant barrage of people every time I open my door. To escape I have close myself in my small room. It is Monday, and already I am overwhelmed and weary of constant introductions and publishing talk.

I have met some very cool people, and my excitement for the next few weeks is steadily increasing.

My interview is tomorrow, and I am extremely nervous. I just need t relax, compose, and enjoy my time here.

More later. Another lecture is about to begin.