Burton Street

I think it's funny that I am returning to Burton Street my senior year of college. I spent so much time here my freshmen year. I remember sitting across the street and thinking, "Ghee. That construction is really noisy!" And later, "Those townhouses are really cute." But I never imagined that I would one day be on this side of the street looking at that house that I spent so much of my life in 3 years ago. 

The Burton House, and the street itself, hold so many memories for me. Seeing it is seeing my freshman self, visiting three unlikely roommates, helping Shawn paint his room, laying with Mary in hammocks tied to the trees in the backyard, going to Britney's first dinner party and tasting her delicious food, experiencing the freedom of being in college, staying up late, having ridiculous "dance parties", chasing mice, watching endless hours of television with Cole, playing halo, ruining futon mattresses and friendships, listening to Ben sing, walking back to campus in the early morning hours, taking risks, making mistakes, growing up. 

Burton Street changed a lot of things that year, especially me. It, and the things that happened there have drastically altered my life, how I view the world, and who I have become today. 

So, as I return to Burton Street I feel hopeful. It is a powerful place. I have incredible roommates who I am excited to live with and get to know even more, and a great location close to the things that are important to me. I feel this townhouse on this street has a lot of potential to change my life yet again. I am ready to learn, take risks, make mistakes, and grow up.