From the conversation at dinner, everyone else is feeling pretty much as I do: very sad, with a tremendous sense of loss. If I had one misconception about Clarion before coming here, it was this: I didn't realize how all-consuming it would become, or how much the other students would become a part of my life, the elemental components of my world.
Six weeks of Clarion is about right. More would be too much, less would not be enough. Clarion must end, I know that, we all know that.
But damn, it's painful.
This is probably my last post from East Lansing. I'll post some summing-up stuff after I arrive home, get unpacked and reorganized.