The air is turning cold. Everyone's sense of beauty is on edge, and I can't say I blame them. Something about fall captivates people in a way no other season does. It's stark. It's crisp. The haze of summer is gone and colors seem more vivid. People speak more clearly. I am in a place full of individuals like myself. I swear I've never felt more at home. It's so easy for me to blend into the crowd at Hollins. Nothing about me is remarkable here, and I must admit it's a nice change. Being seen as a person instead of an object to be gawked at is wonderful. I find that I smile more naturally. I am always ready to laugh. These, I believe, are the most accepting people I have ever had the priviledge to meet. I simply cannot wait to come into my own here.
(quiet, polite clapping)
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