Moving into the Dormitory

I was probably more reflecting on my experiences in the dorms thirty years ago, as I was taking your young brother to your first dorm room.

Unexpectedly, there was probably more signs talking about responsible drinking, curfew hours, pictures of the resident assistant and other warning signs then I could have imagined.

There was no loud music playing. No video game noise, even all the doors were shut.

If I did not knew better, I would have sworn I sent you to a monastery.

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