Farewell, Unnatural Man. This would be the last time we ever saw him.
5/3 UC Din-DinUnnatural Man was sitting by himself (as he always did) at one of the tables on the outer rim of the UC dining room, and we were seated about eight feet away. Though he had no idea that we had been tracking him for most of the school year, cataloguing his unnatural tendencies and affinity for Bryan Adams, I think that night he, too, felt something special in the air. In fact, there was a moment when he looked up from his plate of bland, lukewarm food, and we locked gazes for what seemed like forever but was probably only a couple of seconds. And I think at that moment he knew that he was part of something larger in this life.....Okay, that last part didn't actually happen. But had it, it would definitely have been unnatural.
Good seating--it just doesn't get any better.
And sometimes, that's just the way that things in life come to an end. Things have served their purpose, and a part of you wants it to keep going, but you know that it's time to let it go. Unnatural Man was a temporary diversion from classes and all the petty bullshit that goes with living in a freshman dorm; he was a brief respite from the oh-so-difficult, pampered life of a middle class white boy attending a liberal arts college in a truly anachronistic town. Unnatural Man had unwittingly become a part of our lives, but we knew that it was the right time to close the Unnatural Files.