Resuming an Adventure
Hopping from desk to desk, I was determined to reach the top floor. With each desk came a face I wasn't sure I recognized, and to the end of each maze of desks was a ladder that took me to the next floor. When I had almost reached the top, I came to a classroom with no ladder. The class gazed with emotionless eyes as I tried to touch the roof with my fingertips. The teacher walked towards the closet to find a ladder, and as I followed, my nose began to close. I gasped for air, but I choked with each breathe.
My eyes opened and noticed the time on my watch: 9:43am. I've been waking up at noon or sometime after for the past few weeks, and I suddenly wake up at a reasonable time? Last night, I had set my alarm to ring at 10:00am. It must be a mental thing.
Bob called me last night. He and Fred already moved in the dorm room.
"Do you want a round table or a square table [for the commons area]?" asked Bob.
"Whichever is fine," I replied.
MTV did a True Life special on people moving back to the Gulf Coast. I didn't know any of the people on the show, and I didn't watch enough of it to see any places I recognized. One of them was from Biloxi, though.
I remember what life was like a year ago, hearing the hurricane blow outside, watching a hole rip through my neighbor's house as I peeked through my window. Life is different now, and rather than worry about a destructive force of nature-Hurricane Ernesto is hitting Florida, I hear-my mind is locked on readjusting to Milwaukee life.
"That's life," Linda V said to me yesterday, in a conversation about my future after graduation.
I had a fun summer, but I have to let it go, and the more I fight change, the harder it becomes.
I still have to print out my plane tickets and finish packing. I'll readjust to Milwaukee life, but it gets lonely out there. I have a bigger heart at home, only because I have friends here to nurture it.
Linda V and Jason are returning to college. Casey and Ken are getting married. Peter is preparing for Japan. It's time for me to start my adventure as well.
My eyes opened and noticed the time on my watch: 9:43am. I've been waking up at noon or sometime after for the past few weeks, and I suddenly wake up at a reasonable time? Last night, I had set my alarm to ring at 10:00am. It must be a mental thing.
Bob called me last night. He and Fred already moved in the dorm room.
"Do you want a round table or a square table [for the commons area]?" asked Bob.
"Whichever is fine," I replied.
MTV did a True Life special on people moving back to the Gulf Coast. I didn't know any of the people on the show, and I didn't watch enough of it to see any places I recognized. One of them was from Biloxi, though.
I remember what life was like a year ago, hearing the hurricane blow outside, watching a hole rip through my neighbor's house as I peeked through my window. Life is different now, and rather than worry about a destructive force of nature-Hurricane Ernesto is hitting Florida, I hear-my mind is locked on readjusting to Milwaukee life.
"That's life," Linda V said to me yesterday, in a conversation about my future after graduation.
I had a fun summer, but I have to let it go, and the more I fight change, the harder it becomes.
I still have to print out my plane tickets and finish packing. I'll readjust to Milwaukee life, but it gets lonely out there. I have a bigger heart at home, only because I have friends here to nurture it.
Linda V and Jason are returning to college. Casey and Ken are getting married. Peter is preparing for Japan. It's time for me to start my adventure as well.