Yesterday Raf and I went for a walk around campus at UCSC, my alma mater. We tried all of our favorite local hiking spots but they were insanely crowded. I’m glad that we ended up here instead. It was fun to walk around campus and reminisce about the days when I went to school here. Raf and I lived on campus at Family Student Housing. Our apartment was incredible! We had the top two floors of a three story, townhouse-like building. The top floor was the living room and kitchen and we had the most gorgeous view of Monterey Bay. It was awesome. I also thought about all of the walking I had to do on that campus. Everything is spread out and it’s quite the hike to get from building to building.

So as we were doing all of this I had this really strong feeling that we were going to be back here, living on campus or something. It was kind of weird. Every once in awhile I get these feelings like that, and then later they come true. I remember years and years ago, before Raf and I were married, and we were living in San Jose and Menlo Park, we were enjoying a bonfire on Seabright Beach (the beach down the street from where we live now) with some friends of ours. We decided to walk up to Days Market to get something to drink and as I was walking through the neighboorhood I had the same strong feeling that I would live in this neighboorhood sometime in the future. Sure enough, several years later, we ended up living here. And I didn’t go out to try and find a place here, either. It just kind of happened.

But I digress. As Raf and I were walking around this amphitheater that you see in the picture, Raf said to me, “I don’t feel like this is the last time we are going to be here.” And so I told him what I had been thinking, too. And it was all very strange and cool :). Who knows what the future holds for us.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.