Yesterday, I went back to Waubonsee, my old community college. I had to get a transcript for the work visa in Qatar. It was weird to think that I spent a year of my life at that place, but don’t remember anything. Don’t remember the building, the classes, teachers, or any students. I have never been great at remembering events in my life, but this is ridiculous. I’d have thought that being back there would have brought back something. Granted it has changes a lot, but I didn’t recognize anything. I am getting old.