Today, I’m sitting in Lower Wismer. It’s relatively quiet for the moment. The lunch rush is gone. I have a third of my computer battery left.
I just finished an interview for something and now am sitting here, tired, waiting for my next class, at 3. Looking around here, like any given day, there are people eating, people studying, doing homework, listening to music, chatting.
Lower is the hub of life here at UC, but have you ever wondered about those people around you? Have you ever stopped to wonder if the person across lower with their arms thrust up in there, like a victory cheer is actually happy or if they are just stretching?Have you ever wondered what subject the person sitting at the booth next to you is studying? Have you ever opened your eyes to what is around you?
Sitting here I can see at least four people with ear buds in their ears, a friend getting food, I can see two guys talking, and I can see someone cleaning their work station. Are we all so different and so unobservant that we can’t notice each other?
The thrum of music is pumping in my ears but I like to think for right now, this moment my eyes are open, taking it all in. When was the last time you did that?
By chasing our dreams of a degree, do we sacrifice the little moments? The answer should be no, but sadly, we often don’t look around us and see what’s really there.
I know I sound like I’m spewing out sunshine and rainbows, but I’m not trying to. My point isn’t that that we should be happy and see the beauty in the world because it’s just so great.
My point is that if we don’t look around and take in the world around us, it will pass us by. We will miss the not so ordinary moments that fill our day. Just because we may be having a boring day, doesn’t mean the day is boring or wasted. Someone nearby might have just gotten an email that told them they got a job, another student may be suffering from a break up, a baby might have been born back home.
Everything is in the same world, we live to much in our on tight, tiny, little bubbles. The safety of a bubble can be fun, and keep us happy but we may not ever realize that it’s keeping us form truly living. I myself had my little bubbles burst not too long ago.
The friends I made freshman year and the connections I made, at first made me feel safe. I thought that it was what I wanted from life, to be surrounded by the same people every day. But when that bubble burst, I realized I haven’t really lived at all. That bubble kept me from doing anything on this campus.
So I’ve taken steps to change it. I’m finally pulling out of my hole. I’ve joined a club, started writing for the paper, and started my own radio show. I’m working much harder to be involved on this campus and I’m planning do the same next semester.
There is so much out there to experience, so much that could excite and thrill you. Think about it, what have you given up that excites you? What have you passed over in the name of a confining bubble?
Don’t get me wrong I’m not saying break your bubbles or maybe I am, we need to join together, we need to work as whole to function as a whole.
So, your mission, should you choose to accept it ….
Go out and find something new to try, or find something you haven’t done in ages and do it. Remind yourself what your passionate about and hold onto it this time.
You might surprise yourself, I know I did.
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