I loved (and I mean lovedlovedloved) walking through IU’s campus. It was the most gorgeous, meaningful, life changing walk I’ve ever taken.
I remember the first time, feeling so small, wondering if I would make it back to my dorm.
I remember paying close attention to each turn and landmark, memorizing the route to class to class to class to dorm.
I remember waiting for traffic, bikers, and walk signals.
Then the journey became routine and —
I remember the walk being liberating. A time just for me and my thoughts. A time to sort out the world.
I remember learning to blissfully ignore the chaos of people around me, while at the same time being tuned in to the changing leaves and pouncing squirrels and painted sunsets.
I remember not caring what the traffic or bikes or walk signals were doing. I simply walked and thought and absorbed.
I remember taking the bus once, because it was too cold for the guy I walked with to Physics. I remember hating it. I don’t remember ever taking it again.
I remember stepping onto IU’s campus as a barely 18 year old who’s world was narrow and leaving three years later changed. I think those walks had a little to do with it.
Note: I really intended this to be a slice of life — a glimpse into a walk through IU’s campus; however, I’m note so sure that I accomplished this. It seems more of a memoir-ish type post. Oh well . . . the point is to be writing, not to be perfect!
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Remember the ice? When I went to IU it used to get sooo icy that you would slide all the way to class. I remember “practicing” the walk from Willkie to the psychology building before the first day of classes my freshman year. (I was a psych major) I, too, only took the bus one time.
Thank you for bringing this vivid memory back to me! My husband is spending a week in Bloomington later in the summer. I plan to go with him. I hope that all I remember is not changed too much. (I haven’t been there in about 7 years)
Kathie
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It makes me want to walk along my college campus. Thank you for building that memory so vivid for me.
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Ruth,
You painted a vivid picture of what your college days meant to you. I was captivated by your word choice and could envision your experience!
Lennye
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