yesterday we were walking past the windows of barnes and noble and i noticed that the coffee shop was full of kids (note that: kids. i’m officially old now.) studying various subjects, their books in piles, pens in hands, caramel machiattos perched precariously on the edges of the little tables built for solitude or canoodling.
and i briefly wished i were still a student, a buyer of overly priced textbooks, new packages of pencils, V5 pilot precise extra fine point pens and fresh books of lined paper. of course when i was a student i was too dorky to have friends with cars to take me to buy four dollar cups of coffee. my friends and i made too-strong folgers in the dormitory while reading and taking breaks to goof off or call boys on the telephone. only the cool kids studied at the bookstore, the rest of us camped out at the library or the practice studios.
while i’m still a piler of paper and unfinished projects, and a buyer and reader of books, pens and notebooks, it’s not the same now because there are other things that have to come first — i sort of miss those days in which studying was the most important thing to do in a day and, while i’m overjoyed in the stage of life in which i’m in today, i’m honestly glad that i walked by that window knowing what it felt like to have an endless pile of necessary reading, unappealing projects, and a list of more of the same that was due throughout the semester. perhaps, if i hadn’t had those experiences i’d have walked by with regret. instead it was more of a fond retrospection and a wistful reminder that life goes fast.
so, here’s a word to the wise college girl still in school: enjoy it! life gets busier (believe it or not)!