Posted by Anonymous on 2013/04/02 under Uncategorized Some days…
I watch the crowds of fellow students ebb and flow, all on their way to making lives for themselves; smart, talented, cool people. I see the business-like professors and the bright, smiling faces of social butterflies, and the buildings against the sky and the pavement gleaming in the sun.
And I want to stop. I want to go somewhere else.
School is fun. College is amazing. I’m going to be a nurse. I have great friends and family. I am very happy with my boyfriend and I even have a paying job in this little town as I go through school.
But some days,
I just want to find…somewhere.
I want to go where the wind blows through the heavy, green tree tops and the air hums with bug sounds and birdsong and humidity. Take me to a lake, where the mountaintops dance with the cold sky in the shimmering water. Take me to the billowy hilltop of a dune-covered shore to hear the seagulls cry. Take me to a lush farm valley, to the emerald clover, to the sounds of the cows munching around me. Take me to the fresh air and the sky and and the green and the quiet…
And get me out of this fluorescent-humming, brain-throbbing, fast-paced education! Screw being a professional. Find me a quiet cabin somewhere in the woods where no one can find me. I’ll keep a little garden and a few goats and live off solar power and chopped wood. I don’t need a job.
I want to go hooome.
I’ll get there. I’ll get to my somewhere. In a few years, the crowded sidewalks and shimmering pavement will be behind me.