As my four years at beloved Oberlin College came to a close, I felt contentment. I felt I could walk away from so much, that it was ended. But now something stirs within me, that which I believed ended after so many yeas of dedication and love once more swims within my mind. Once more yearns to break free. Are there really endings? Can I truly stop doing that which had so dominated my life? Should it’s grave remain East 216 or can it be exhumed? Do I actually believe I can walk away from that which was my sacred daily charge for four years of my life?