The years haven't made it any prettier. Lugging those bricks can be a pain. But then Binkley thinks of all the places they've traveled, and he realizes he just can't throw it out. It reminds me of where I've been. College is not supposed to be like this.
College is supposed to be college, singular, one place for four years.
You look at the brochures. You visit a few schools. You pack up your U-Haul, move your stereo and your boxes, and let the semesters unfold. I didn't intend for it to work out like this. He intended to go to Tennessee.