I discovered time travel today. Or a head rush. Either way, it was hard to believe. But every time I walk up the stairs—any stairs—on campus it seems like time slows down for just a second and I pause like a silly person on the top step. Then I move on as a shadow, peaceful as a hum. But, then again hums don’t have to be peaceful; that should be pretty obvious.
I have a favorite hum on campus and I get to listen to it at least twice a day as I pass between Jepson Hall and the Weinstein Hall, up a large stairway, and onto the Richmond quadrant where the statue of Dr. Robins is located. There is a massive air duct-thing right beside the stairs that separates the buildings and it pumps out hot air, emitting a low roar-hum as it reinforces its ductness. Boy that hot air can be mighty refreshing with the cold weather we’ve been having.
I also have a favorite season on campus—autumn, you might have guessed since I’m bringing this up now. Have you ever seen a color that is so brilliant you stand in awe and go, “That can’t possibly be real.” It happens a lot on this campus, especially now when the leaves are changing. The trees that line the side of Jepson are this hazy University of Richmond 2007-08 Campus Directory color red. Although that’s a silly reference since you don’t have a campus directory. So, yeah, it’s just a deep blood red (not trying to be creepy and I’m failing miserably in the attempt). Actually, a few minutes ago I found a leaf that made its final descent as it was trying—probably with great difficulty—to decide to change to yellow or to just skip ahead to red. It looks like a rainbow except the spectrum is not ROYGBIV but BGYOR (brownish-gold, green, yellow, orange, red). And the stem is a beautiful orange color as well.
I’m writing in this random fashion because this weekend my parents and I are going camping so I won’t be able to write until next Monday or Tuesday. The only unfortunate thing about this weekend’s turn of events is that The International Formal will be on Friday. *sniffles sadly* Too bad I’ll miss my favorite event of the year (but I get to go Camping!!! THAT’S A CLOSE SECOND!). So have a wonderful week and I’ll write soon.
Drizzled syrup ingenuity—That’s sticky!
Jordan
Quote of the week:
What do you say to a tent with a split personality?
- You’re two tents.
- joke on a popsicle stick
