college, where have you been all my life
Aug. 20th, 2001 09:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanI woke up this morning. In my new bed. In my new room. Alone.
Will the world not cease in its barrage of miracles? Just as I thought I'd heard the beginning notes to 'The Twilight Zone', I was suddenly seized by a realization and an overwhelming emotion: I was now officially on my own, that everything in my life, from laundry to being punctual to eating to getting things done, all now rested squarely on my shoulders. And yet, I felt not anxiety or abject terror, rather, an overwhelming sense of calm and satisfaction. Instead of a challenge, lying there, looking around at half-unpacked boxes, myself still perched on a bed covered in clothes, bags, and kitchen utensils, I saw a grand opportunity to really be myself, find out what I'm made of (which I was confident could overcome the challenge of a few dirty socks), and have fun in the process. Life has begun, and it is good.
Will the world not cease in its barrage of miracles? Just as I thought I'd heard the beginning notes to 'The Twilight Zone', I was suddenly seized by a realization and an overwhelming emotion: I was now officially on my own, that everything in my life, from laundry to being punctual to eating to getting things done, all now rested squarely on my shoulders. And yet, I felt not anxiety or abject terror, rather, an overwhelming sense of calm and satisfaction. Instead of a challenge, lying there, looking around at half-unpacked boxes, myself still perched on a bed covered in clothes, bags, and kitchen utensils, I saw a grand opportunity to really be myself, find out what I'm made of (which I was confident could overcome the challenge of a few dirty socks), and have fun in the process. Life has begun, and it is good.
