As Of Now

November 20, 2022

I'm in college.

Actually,  I've been in college.  For four months now.

The semester is almost over,  so I'll head home for the Winter break, then return for the Spring Semester. I'm alone-alone as in away from family,  close friends and community, which is an ongoing adjustment I'm not sure I'll ever actually adjust to.

I have this image in my head, of my sister and I walking down the side of a road and tall grass to the right of our bodies. The road is on  our left and it's sunny out, warm. No sidewalk for a few minutes,  and then we're in town,  down the street from a corner store that's up a little hill.

I'm not sure if this is a dream, a memory or my brain yearning for that family connection I haven't had these past four months. Yes, there's phone calls and video chats, but that can only do so much as a replacement for hugs and play fights.

I'm taking the train home, which should be fun. Making a stop a state over from home which I'm nervous about. I heard it's pretty there, but not sure if that is just said in passing or true. It's pretty here- on campus in the desert with the little bits of snow. There's this horn, almost howling sound that hums throughout the dorms at random times. If I sink into it, I can feel the vibrations it causes, and I imagine myself floating through the air.

Not sure where this sound comes from; there are no sirens or speakers outside. All of us students don't mind it, I guess it's just a thing a part of this school.