I'd had enough of school, I'd had enough of my room, I'd had enough of writing papers, I'd had enough of playing it safe.
I'm not a very spontaneous person... at ALL... and I thought about all the fun that the spontaneous people have. They try new things, meet new people, develop new likes... and I do the same thing. Everyday. In fact, while I was thinking about this, I was at the gym. Which is almost always where I am on Tuesdays at noon.
I eat almost the same thing everyday, do the same things everyday, and see the same people every day. I am, as they say, a creature of habit.
After I told myself that enough was enough, I went back to my dorm, packed my backpack with stuff, and got on the bus. The only thinking time I did was looking up which bus routes go to where, and I ended up at the Logan Temple. Thus began my adventure.
I sat on the bus, pulled the string when my stop came up, and got out. As it was a lovely spring day, flowers were everywhere.
I also saw a lovely view of the temple from across the street. Determined to take lots of pictures, I made my way to the temple grounds. Once there, I commenced about an hour's worth of photography. Here are my favorites:
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| "A Mighty Fortress is Our God" |
After I took many pictures, I sat on the lawn and read for about a half hour. (Speaking of reading... Reading Riot is not finished. I merely have much catching up to do.) This is what I read:
I've read it before - about three years ago. I heard the movie was good, so I wanted to read it again. For those of you that enjoy reading in stream of consciousness, I'd recommend this book. Not all of it is in stream of consciousness, but a good portion is. Disclaimer - there are some F bombs. Luckily, I didn't read any of those while I was reading this at the temple...
Anyway. After I was finished reading, I determined to make my way to Main Street. Along the way, I (of course) took some pictures.
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| Everyone in Logan always asks if I'm related to the chiropractor. Well, I don't know if I am. But I found his office! |
When I was on Main Street, I wandered into an antique bookstore called Books of Yesterday...
That last one is a VERY old copy of the Three Musketeers! I wanted to buy it so bad, but alas. Not in my budget.
After the bookstore, I wandered to the old courthouse and read for a while longer.
At about 6:15, I began walking back to my dorm. I didn't really want to wait at a bus stop or find my way back to the transit center, so I just walked home from Main Street.
I was gone from 2 until 7. All by myself, walking around Logan. I got a bit sunburned, as it was probably 80 degrees outside, and my feet really hurt afterward. The only person I told was Cole, and he just told me to be safe. He couldn't come because of classes and homework.
Around 6:30, I got a text from my roommate asking if I was dead. I assured her that I wasn't, and that I simply needed... time. Time alone. (When you're living in a dorm, you NEVER get alone time.)
I needed peace, I needed an open mind. I needed to do something so wholly unlike me to see if I could really do it. And I did.
I know it's not anything big. I mean, it was just a bus ride and a long walk. But it was a step into the future for me.
My first year of college is over. I'm starting my first job in fall. I signed a lease on an apartment - my own lease. I think it's time I start taking more steps, don't you?
-ka
