blessed

coming back to college this year was difficult. spending quality time with my family before my return affected me as it made me reconsider my school, and why it was so far away from the people i love. that combined with my anxiety towards the serious academic endeavors that i am about to take on this year truly made me doubt my college choice as i was at the airport, waiting for my flight, on the airplane, in the taxi coming back to campus. i prayed to God asking if i making the right choice that night.

this sounds lame now that it's written on this blog and not just words in my head, but i'll continue. when i woke up in my dorm room after my first night, i realized that i had envisioned myself in this room long before coming to reed, or even thinking about college. i recognized this room. i used to draw this exact room when i would make dream house sketches when i was little. a room with a closet with shelves in the corners, and a window seat where i could store and hide objects under, and windows next to my bed.

this combined with conversations i've had with professors and new and old friends have reaffirmed my faith in this place. the chalk on the sidewalk, the ice cream trucks and bounce houses, the dance parties with neon lights and glitter and pulsing music, the smell of the trees and green, the truly noteworthy discussions held in class, out of class, at 4am on the sidewalk, the energetic freshmen and friendly people abound, the great amenities of the tutoring and health center. i absolutely love this place. i know i was meant to be here, at this time in my life. i'm glad He allowed me to see that again.