May. 8

5/8/2026 7:45 Correspondence 231 

 Well, guys, this is it. This will be my last regular post of this school year. My last Friday that started as a school week. 

I'm far from school now, that is, if you consider 2 hours far. And I'm sitting in the living room of my parents' house.

 Is that what I should start calling it now? When does the house you grew up in stop being yours? When can you no longer tell your friends that "your" house is in the upstate and start saying "I live with my parents" in the upstate? Maybe now? Maybe after my first year of college. Maybe after my 18th birthday. Or maybe it's only after they kick me out (thankfully has not happened yet). 

This year has been long, interesting, and different. 

If I had to describe it in a word, it would probably be independent on a good day and lonely on a bad one. 

Have you ever lived alone? I had never. And I may never again, for next year I will be in an apartment with a stranger. But this year, being alone in that small dorm, I think, made me grow up more than ever before. The many days of early mornings and late nights. The days of constant work and the days of pure laziness. The many hours stuck alone between those walls. 

I achieved a lot, and still, I think there is a lot I should have done. 

Maybe that will all be for next year. Maybe. 

I apologize for the strange ending. I am not very good at endings. And this will not be an ending. Not exactly. 

I do not want to lose this project. I don't want to lose this outlet. I will move my correspondence to a once-a-week schedule.
Check back here Friday night to check in on what the week has held for me. There is a lot that must be done this summer. A lot of adventures to be had. 

Maybe there should be a few days of rest first, though. Maybe. 

Thank you for joining me, friends and family. This portal to my life has helped me keep my head on my shoulders, I think more than I realize. So thank you.
And see you next Friday. 

Goodnight, dear friends, Until next time, 

Calvin Landreth