Small Town to Big Campus Life at College By Morgan Owen
College Life Abroad
By Morgan Owen
Written March 6, 2018
Independence, and adulting
There are moments when everything stands still and I can hardly believe the life I am living. It started when I moved into the dorms and I couldn’t believe that I had enough independence in my life to choose when and what I wanted to eat for dinner. I would be walking along the lawn trying to decide which dining hall to go to and everything would slow down and it would feel like a younger me was looking in on my life without being able to conceptualize the fact of my independence. Then life would go on and, all of a sudden, I wouldn’t be able to believe I was taking amazing classes from brilliant professors about art history and globalization.
I thought these moments would fade as I became accustomed to living as an adult, but I still feel them as often as ever. Now, I live in an amazingly beautiful city, living the life of an American expatriate in Amman; I’m one year away from graduating, and I can hardly believe that life is moving so fast.
Sometimes it is the little things that trigger these moments. Maybe I can’t believe that I can go a whole day without speaking a word of English, or maybe I can’t believe I’m sitting in a cafe in Jordan. It seems as though we sit and wonder, ‘When will my life begin?’ so many times that we forget we are living it in the present. When will I get my dream job? When will I find my soulmate? When will I finally feel like an adult? We are all guilty of this. The moment when everything stands still and we realize that our life has already begun is the moment we realize we have been living all along.
Written January 10, 2018
Home for the Holidays
“Oh, heyyyy there Barbara… I see you got those braces removed since High School” “Hi, Mr. Brown… yeah, everything in college is just dandy” Coming home for the holidays is certainly… an experience. In a town as small as Wrightwood, it is hard not to run into someone you know. Right around the corner, a painfully awkward conversation with an old schoolmate could be lurking, or a surprise encounter with an old friend could bring back pleasant memories. It never fails that a trip to Jensen’s will take at least an hour, even if you are only stopping in for the barbeque dinner, because you ran into your High School History Teacher -- and you never know who you are going to run into at Mountain Hardware. Wrightwood is one of the best places to spend the Holidays, but for goodness sake, can I get some Eggnog without running into Sandy from the Quilt Guild?! Walking through town can seem like a cliché movie, as you avoid a person you don’t want to talk to at the post office, but subsequently stop into Cinnamon’s Bakery to get your usual breakfast sandwich and chat with the regulars. In all seriousness though, it is beautiful to drive through town to see the tree in the park lit up and all the local businesses decorated for the season, though never mind that the Streetlight Snowflakes will be up until the Fourth of July and the occasional house will leave its Christmas decorations up the entire year. Wrightwood has an unmistakable feeling of home, because it always will be home to those who grew up here. The pine trees, the people, the familiar layout of the town, all provide what is the essence of hominess. There is even a nicety to walking through town and always saying hello to someone or another that remembers when you were little, or was a part of your past. Wrightwood is one of the forgotten treasures of California, though it may not seem so forgotten once the snow players invade. . I hope all those who were home for the Holidays treasured every moment of it, like I did.
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