The Other Day
I bought lunch and took it to the fine arts building. I Sat on a bench in their beautiful court yard and ate all by myself. It was the first time I did something like that, something you would see out of a movie maybe. As I ate, I enjoyed this amazing feeling that the fine arts building gave me. It was a feeling of comfort. I had actually taken an art history class here and I loved it. For a while I could pretend that I wasnt on the campus that I usually am on. I pretended that I was a fine arts major in some fancy college up north. It was weird. And then I called my mom. Interesting experience though.
Another weird experience was the day before thanksgiving break. I left work and went into this fit of tears due to a particular circumstance. I probably cried for an hour and instead of going to the library to meet up my girls to go home, (I was really loathing the library and associating bad memories with it at this point) I went to my old psychology auditorium. I wanted to go there because I hadnt been there since I was a freshman. I had taken my first few breaths of college air in that auditorium. I had made my first A in that class. I just had a lot of good memories associated with that class. I went inside the auditorium. It was empty and dead silent. I took a seat in a chair towards the back and just thought back to the first class of my first day in college. How many expectations and desires I had back then. The abyss of empty chairs was some how comforting and for a while I could hear my psych prof talking in front of the class again.
Sometimes my friends have no idea where I am on campus. I think thats kind of cool.
It can sometimes be comforting to get away from the people you know and be by yourself. I personally like just walking around campus with no particular destination.