I recall having a conversation with one of the most brilliant people I ever knew in high school. This was the college he wanted to attend. I hadn't heard of it before and later in the conversation referred to it as Palm Springs and could see the frustration on his face. Not the same vibe. He wasn't long for this world, died jogging in Japan and his parents didn't find out a week later until he was already cremated. As they say in Blade Runner: "the light that burns twice as bright burns half as long."