A Moment to Yourself
The first week of this semester felt a bit like being beaten into submission in a pillow fight. Rather than it being this epic reunion full of laughter and larks, it was more the stark realization that school is hard and that bed is still just a comfortable. For most people this would be ample reason grab Friday night by the horns and paint the town red or whatever it is cool people do. But after stuffing ourselves with Indian food, my friends and I slowly lost the motivation to move. Ever.
So now I’m sitting in my bed waiting for my hot chocolate to cool and getting really emotional about pictures of cats while girls in the next room are singing at the top of their lungs. A part of me wants to join them, but the rest of me wants to fling open their door and indignantly declare “You know, SOME PEOPLE are trying to READ.” Got em.
One of the most important things I learned during my first year at Kenyon was that it is perfectly okay to take a moment for yourself. I used to never want to be alone because I was scared I was missing out on a party I should have been at, or friends I should have been making. But I quickly realized that you need nights like these to keep you sane. So I’m in bed wearing the pajamas my sister got me for Christmas, listening to my current obsession, and feeling generally at ease despite the asshole of a week I just went through.
PS. I also get to borrow a fancy camera because of the Stop Motion Animation class I am taking, so I’m using tonight as an opportunity to play with it. All the pictures of my little nest of a room are below. I hope they inspire you to curl up and give yourself a break!
Everyone needs one of these at college. Everyone. Also, shameless self promotion in the back.
Hot chocolate disguised in a coffee tin because I want to appear adult-like.
I spilled hot chocolate on that book a few moments after I took this picture.
Spot the addiction.
