As
I opened my e-mail this afternoon, I was somewhat worried about what the
walking blog topic was going to be. I mean, we have an eight-page paper and a
walking blog to do all in the same weekend? It seems like quite a lot. At least it did until I read the prompt and I
realized that it is a free- write. I read the prompt and I became really
excited, because some days I see some odd things happen while on my walk, and I
don’t really get to write about them all the time.
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| The fallen rock pile. |
So
this Sunday afternoon, I was sitting on the 5th floor of the
Knowledge Center (the quiet floor which actually is eerily quiet) attempting to
bust out and amazing paper, when I decided it was the perfect time for my walk.
I was five pages into the paper, and I just really needed a break and I needed
to get my blood flowing again. I left my backpack with Anita (my homework
buddy) and I left the library to begin my day’s walks and adventures. Sometimes
I really like walking blogs, because you really never know what you will
encounter along the way. I walked out of the South side of the library, and
went behind the Raggio Building. While walking by this building, I realized
that some rocks that were previously stacked in a formation had been knocked
over. This came as a sad blow for me, because this pile of rocks, however it
came into being, was somewhat a metaphor for my high school friends who all
went elsewhere for college (Oregon State, University of Oregon, Rutgers, and
Colorado State). Over the summer, six of my friends and I took a six day
vacation to Meadow Vista near Auburn, and spent one day by a river building
rock piles. Because of this, when I saw this rock pile by the Raggio building
during the first week of school, I was reminded of all my friends, and I sent
them all a picture of it. Now that I see that the rock pile has been knocked
down, I am starting to notice that my relationship with most of them has done
the same. I haven’t been keeping up with
them as much as we promised we would, and it’s just sad seeing some awesome
friendships wither away. I really miss some of them, and I know I’ll see them
over winter break and we will relive some of our crazy shenanigans, but in some
ways, it really will never be the same.
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| A rock pile I made with my friends over the summer. |
Enough
with the sadness, although I had been missing my friends all week. I continued
to walk and I was going towards the Davidson Math and Science building, I saw
the prettiest fall scene. All the trees had changed colors, some red and some
yellow. I had never really enjoyed fall until this year, when I finally
realized all its beauty (and I really couldn’t wait till boots and sweater
season which is finally here). In previous years, fall was always the sad
transition out of summer and into all the hard work of school after all the
teachers stopped teaching us review, and when we actually had to start to
learn. But this year, it’s different. I really love walking though campus and seeing
all the red and yellow shaded trees and hearing the leaves crunch beneath my
feet. It’s just really calming.
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| The fall trees by DMS |
I
decided to start to head back to the library (I still had three pages to write
of that essay) and I was stopped dead in my tracks at one of the strangest
things that I have ever seen on campus. You’re not going to believe me, but I
swear that a man was walking a goat on a leash. No, I did not just mistake a
dog for a goat, because this creature had hooves. It wasn’t just any normal
goat-walking either, this goat was freakishly hyper. It was darting all over
the place and running into things and trying to keep up with the dag that the
man was also walking. I think the goat was convinced that it was actually a
dog. It definitely was acting like a dog.
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| Trees! |
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