There’s a very specific kind of stomach ache you get in the mid-afternoon after a night of heavy drinking. Unlike the hangover that hits you right away, it comes on slowly, so that you don’t notice it until it’s really hit you. And then it won’t go away no matter what you do. It just lingers as a general malaise, a reminder that you pay for what you get. Even though you may feel rested and energetic, it’s there, holding you back.

Yeah, so stomach aches like the one I’ve had all afternoon suck on some level. At the same time, there’s something reassuring in knowing that life still has consequences (apparently I have become a masochist). And sometimes, you just know it’s a worthwhile price to pay for a good night.

Last night was refreshing. I’ve been using that term a lot lately, which isn’t such a bad thing I suppose. It was the first party I’ve been to all term where I felt like I actually knew some people. I met people, talked to old friends, made long overdue amends with some people, the whole thing. For once, I didn’t feel horribly over the hill and out of place.

This afternoon, just as that stomach ache was kicking in, I realized it. It was exactly what I’ve needed to realize for some time. I’ve readjusted. I belong at Carleton again.

Posted on February 5th, 2005 by Lee
Tagged: College