We're reviewing the exam we took last Friday and I'm catching bits and pieces of what I put down in the explanations the professor has been giving. This is good.
And still, I am bored.
To the far left corner, a bunch of American boys huddle together. They are all wearing black caps and whisper to each other the most.
Well, not the most. The person who whispers the most is also to my left. A guy, a curly blond California-haired-but-he's-really-from-Wisconsin guy, smiling and poking and fawning over the girl next to him. She's married, dude. Calm the stalker down.
The genius engineer guys, and one of their girlfriends, sit two rows ahead of me. They are tall, gaunt, lanky and ask very good questions.
I've the Grand Archives in my head. It'll put my walking to a sway, my tired scowl to a blissful grin. People will not know exactly what is going on, but they will see it in my stride.
This morning, I thought about God. Most mornings during the week, actually, I think about God. Now that I've thought it and written it, I realize I never would have expected to have those moments in the mornings. This is also good.
I really don't mind Economics class. I really don't - I have a huge respect for the professors and students who have these basic principles down.
But I need to get out of here.
Paul, David, I don't know that I have a ride out to Chicago. A lot of people don't and you would think we could band together and get going. I think and thought so too. And maybe something still will turn up.
But I need to get out of here.
Trains are expensive and, anyway, we need to get to Omaha to board. Yesterday the ATM declared my account in the negative. Yesterday was Sunday, so I'm still good if I get to the bank and deposit some cash today. I don't know that I'll have time. Reader, please read the pained enthusiasm I have for the opportunity to ride a train but, maybe I'm growing up, it's just not feasible. It would work out. Omaha to Chicago and then Grand Rapids, to Chicago, to Omaha for $200, but I don't have $200.
For today, for the next few hours anyway, I'll be on the lookout for encouragement. Maybe it will happen in Canadian Lit. (my next class). It's happened before.
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YOU GET TO TAKE CANADIAN LIT?! who teaches it? elgersma? I never got to take it. but i did get to take the train. a few times. and it is lovely. but it would be lovelier if it were for longer time frames. in your case, don't take amtrak from gr to chicago. you can get on a different train in michigan city, which, i think, isn't TOO far, and it will take you right into chicago for 5 dollars. other things to try and then hate: mega bus. talk to met. or me. cheap. but horrible. hug the hooch for me.
ReplyDeleteand by met, i mean matt. and 4 hour train rides just don't seem worth it. if you want the amtrak experience, do it to montana or washington. that is what it is about.
ReplyDeleteYou still alive??
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