I was making one of my many Monday trips between Kennedy hall and the CIT HelpDesk center, when I noticed something exciting. With the air wafting from the north east, and a familiar friend poking out behind the clouds, Ithaca began to smell like Spring. It was only for an instance (someone with a cigarrette had to ruin it, of course), but it smelled like Spring.
And what does Spring smell like in Ithaca, you may be wondering?
Well...it feels like hitting the home stretch in a mile race. It is like winning. Spring means that you have survived the winter, that the break in the semester is almost here, that exams are on their way.
Basically, Spring smells like hope.
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