The Exploding Gopher

This isn't a rambling post like most are, but rather a comment I made today and thought a lot about.

I should back up. I was supposed to go home from school yesterday, but I was snowed into Boulder. The pictures on the news don't do justice to the sheer amount of snow that Colorado experienced this week. Holy shit.

But, I was having breakfast with a couple of people in the dining hall this morning, and it struck me that a similar blizzard hit in 2003 (when I was a freshman in high school) the week before spring break, and I ended up with four extra days without school. I was SO excited. I called all my friends, made more hot chocolate than one freshman could drink, and just spent all of my time relaxing. This blizzard, I was busy worrying about my friends' travel plans, trying to pack and move out for the four weeks of winter break, figuring out how the hell I was going to drive a '95 Civic from Boulder to Denver in this kind of weather (I did it), and just generally being unhappy and wishing I was home.

I've grown up too fast.