just visiting

retracing your steps back to your old haunting grounds can leave you searching for something completely intangible. i am doing a bit of haunting in columbia, sc where i did my undergrad. as inevitable as death and taxes are, change plays it's part. buildings have been built, trees have been planted. i guess what really feels odd is my lack of purpose here. i don't have a schedule to work around; no classes or meetings or work. i feel as empty as my schedule.