Monday, August 23, 2010
The new student union building on the campus of the University of Akron - not so new anymore, but new to me
This week has been stressful, and exciting, and made me feel old.
Today, I stepped back in time to the campus of the University of Akron for the first time in over seven years.
The campus used to be like a second home to me when I was working on my masters degree and teaching; now, it's changed, and so have I.
Today, I emerged from my home in the sticks to navigate my way around a concrete landscape of unfamiliarities and youth. Clean, fresh, tan youth full of hope and vitality. Flip-flops and supple skin everywhere. And the noises - wow. I forgot how noisy campuses are.
I went into the student union seeking a vanilla latte, but ended up finding a source of much greater energy: youth.
A line of people at Starbucks in the student center
Youth is a drug you don't realize the potency of until you're no longer young.
Youth is a Siren who draws you in with empty promises.
Youth is contagious.
Youth is a dime store cowboy who looks so good sauntering slowly across linoleum in sexy Wranglers, you cannot help but be lured in by his quick-silver elixir.
...but, I digress.
I stood in the middle of the bustle and literally recorded the sounds on the voice recorder on my phone.
So much life is captured in sound.
There were tables set up with recruiters for Greek Rush and various other groups.
The booming bass of rap music vibrated rhythmically, and snippets of conversations flooded my ears as people walked past me. So much laughter and chatter and life. I had to just stand there for a minute and soak it in - like osmosis, I hoped some of that energy and vitality would fill me up. It is good to be back on a college campus.
I wish I could hold that energy in a reserve for those times when my own is depleted.
Ah, but Buddha teaches that our attempt to hold anything is for naught.
So I let go. And I breathe.