getting "turned around" is not the same thing as being "lost." today, while exploring my new place of business (dka my new school) i got turned around. that's fine, i enjoy walking, being obviously a tourist, wringing my hands together in the deserted hallways of buildings equally deserted for summer, wondering if i belong as i wonder where the hell i am.
i wandered, and found a lovely track, a swimming pool, founder's park, the sca complex, and everything else i wasn't looking for but relished the discovery of nonetheless.
"parking structure x" the final destination where i intended to pick up my usc ID remained ever elusive.
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