As we approach the spring semester’s grand finale, with final RSO meetings and bouncy house-laden end-of-the-year events, it’s really hard to feel alone, especially with everyone having the shared experiences of preparing for finals while trying to conclude things on a fun note.
I definitely consider myself the type of person who actively tries to make time to go to as many events on campus as possible throughout the year. Doing so is a great way to take a break from academics and to have memorable, enriching, potentially eye-opening experiences, be it at a theater performance or a guest lecture. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t appreciate the occasional freebie, either. Sometimes, however, attending such events solo can prove to be a challenge.
The morning sun greets you from its climb in the sky as you exit the train station, backlit by clear blue skies and seagulls circling overhead. You don’t even have to think as the click of your boots on the pavement guide you across the street to a small storefront with an orange awning. As you cross the threshold, an 8-bit rendition of “Für Elise” announces your presence to the display case of croissants, torsades aux pommes, chocolate muffins, and other treasured pastries. And there, before you and your friends can take a half-step further into the bakery, the owner excitedly walks out from the back kitchen exclaiming, Les filles! Bonjour, les filles! and ushering the cashier away so she can select our pastries for us with a grin.
It was a normal Winter Session-at-home sort of day, a cold, overcast Ohio morn’. All of my non-UD friends were already back on their respective campuses. My UD pals were hours away. Getting the mail had become the main point of excitement in my day.
As I searched the house for something — I don’t quite recall what — I suddenly heard myself saying, “Oh no, I left [insert mundane object] back home!”
But wait a second — I was home, wasn’t I?
You’re probably wondering who the dragon is in the picture above.
Yep, that’s a dragon.
Who is he? He is Nicol Bolas, the Dragon-God. His name inspires fear in the very beings of the multiverse. He is tens of thousands of years old and has held the power of gods in his palm. He has machinations that have lasted centuries, and he has bent entire worlds to his will as a means to sate his godly ego.
I was once told by a 3-year-old that I’m a “kid adult.” His toddler innocence brought me to gentle laughter, but the more I thought about it, he wasn’t wrong.
Technically, we do enroll in college as adults. However, college is when our intricate journey of self-discovery is only just getting started. Choosing a college, a major, a career pathway was hard enough. And now the pressure of finding your true identity, your purpose gets thrown into the mix too?
As dedicated students, we are already incredibly involved, offering our precious time up to various extracurriculars, organizations, and job opportunities. Add our Honors course load to that, and there’s even less time left in the day. So when exactly are we taking a step back and reflecting on who we really are? Why do we really do these things? What do we really want from our lives? When asked, many of us, including myself, struggle to answer these types of questions. And personally, I am not a fan of that. I need certainty. I want to know more about myself, don’t you? Continue reading