"Ever since I got back, there's been this hole that could only be filled by the South Western United States."
I'm in a strange place, trying to savor my last months here yet I want it to all go by so quickly, too..

When I look back at all of my old journal entries, even from just August, it's like reading someone else's diary. I can hardly even remember what it felt like to be that person. I don't understand her feelings or why she did the things that she did. The only thing we have in common is our passion for running, and I intend to keep it that way.
I got into Northern Arizona University. I cannot wait to move there, oh my god.

I wish I was at college already. I'll probably either go to art school in Chicago or a state university in Flagstaff. In Chicago in winter it will be cold and snowy and in Flagstaff it will be cold and sunny and I like the idea of both. In both places it won't get dark as early. And I will be surrounded by new people. And if I live in Chicago my sister will probably be there with her fancy French boyfriend and that would be super nice.
I'm not complaining about this year. I'm happy. I feel good most of the time. I'm busy with things I enjoy. I have lots of friends. I get anxious sometimes about running but it will be OK.
All that goodness aside, though, I am getting restless and ready to leave. I've wanted to move for a very, very, very, very long time and now that I'm applying for college it feels like the prelude of pulling up stakes and my mind is racing with excitement.

WASHINGTON STATE CROSS COUNTRY MEET

Abraham Berhe. First Ingraham cross country runner to the State Meet since 1995. 6th place in the Boys 3A race.