Every time I have to leave a place, I am faced with a sense of sadness. I have been feeling that sadness for a few days now as I had to suffer through my always-hard-to-say-but-this-time-was-the-worst goodbyes. However now with my goodbyes said and my bags packed, I am starting to get excited.
I am so ready to be back in my place again.
There is something so great about Oxford. 38677 has a certain magic that I have never found elsewhere. A feeling in the air that comes with the beauty and history of the place combined with the youth and the exuberance of the people there. There is an excitement in Oxford: one that does not cease when football season is over; one that cannot be quenched with the last leaf to fall or the ever-rare falling snow; one that begins every morning and ends every night without anyone noticing the transition; one that is alive in every heart, whether they are in the place or not.
The best part about Oxford is that no matter when you leave or however long you are gone, you can always come back home to Oxford. There will always be a place for you.
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