from 600 E College Ave, with love

So I was just sitting here flipping through pictures from last year and came across ones of Carrie putting Condoleeza on the wall of my dorm room. It got me to thinking that at this very moment someone is living in that room with her. They may even be sleeping right next to her without knowing that beneath one measly layer of white paint, Condi is gazing down. Even more satisfying; the realization that as long as that dorm is in existence there will always be one layer, indistinguishable from the decades of paint applied before and after it, that contains Condoleeza [memories from the more than occasional genius of a former life].