It’s strange to, in a way, begin to reenter a world I had so happily escaped. The reentering is heavy. It involves the whole body. And it makes you wonder just how complete your exit ever really was, or how illusory, what role it might have played. Not real. You become what you are taught to desire, regardless of whether the teacher is you or your peers. It is true that your company manifests your environment; this should seem simple but I suppose I hadn’t really grasped just how much influence infiltrated.