To borrow a phrase from the British, college is rubbish.
It’s great because you learn things—learning is important, kids—but the stress is ridiculous, and it’s easy to get tunnel-vision and lose your global perspective.
This is why college is rubbish. You don’t enjoy most of it because you’re too tired to think straight.
But every once in a while, you get a Perfect Day.
It snowed. They shut down the roads. No teachers, no classes. Undisclosed University got a holiday today. We never get holidays like this.
Like the big, sophisticated, worldly adults we all are, we college students went out and played in the snow. Or stayed inside and played games. Or read. Or drank hot chocolate.
For me, today was a day of perfect sleep, perfect meals, perfect weather, perfect (absent) classes, perfect company, and perfect fun.
This will make returning to humdrum reality very difficult tomorrow.
Somehow, I don’t care.