Seasons

“Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes  ... Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Moments so dear… Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes

How Do You Measure - Measure A Year?”

Summer “In Daylights – In Sunsets”

            My freshman year of college was only a few weeks away. I was so scared to be leaving home and going to an unfamiliar place. I should have chosen a school where my friends were going. I should have just stayed home. What made me think I could survive alone? All these thoughts streamed through my mind as I asked my mother

“Can I get this?” pointing at the DVD for RENT.

 “Don’t we already have that?” She asked

“No” I insisted back at her.

She nodded her head yes. I placed it in the basket and then continued to walk through the aisles of Wal-Mart wondering what I would be doing months from now. I looked at all the dorm room attire on the shelves and dreamed about the personalities of my roommates.

Fall “In Midnights – In Cups of Coffee”

            The first day I moved into my room I put faces to my two new roommates. We had talked previously on Facebook, but that first night we all sat on our beds asking each other questions.

“How are you guys about letting people stay over…my boyfriend might be coming over sometime?” My roommate Megan asked.

The look on my roommate Lindsay’s face said it all. “I mean its fine…He can sleep on the floor or something”. I rolled my eyes at that response and said.

“I don’t really care either way I mean it’s all our room so we should be able to have whoever we want stay right?” I gave Megan a reassuring glance. I learned later this was protocol for getting to know your roommate. Questions flew by; some were easy to answer like do you do drug’s. Others were a bit vaguer. It felt like sleep away camp.

Winter- “In Inches - In Miles”

            Going back to see my family during winter break was strange. I walked into my house and jokingly asked my dad “Oh so I go away to college and you change everything”. I was being sarcastic, but still honest. I looked around at the house trying to notice all the subtle changed my parents made. Even sleeping in my bed wasn’t the same. It didn’t feel right. I missed my dorm room. I missed being able to stay up all night and talk to the few friends I had made.

Spring- “In laughter – In Strife”

            Breakups and relationships were two words that did not even leave my mouth before this year. I did not see it coming. All I could think about was her, when I was with her and when I wasn’t, all I could think about was the next time I would see her. Love is magical and I never knew that until now. Love is also all powerful, so it can make cry without fail. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I answered.

“Hello”. She replied

“Yeah we need to talk. I’m on my way”. We sat in her car, me wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.

“We need to chill out with all of this?” she said to me.

“What does that mean?” I said back to her.

“Just me and you need to chill out a bit” She looked into my eyes and saw as tears welled.

“Umm…okay” I looked back wondering how she was so calm in this moment. “Do you have anything else to say?” I looked at her. She did not speak quickly enough so I stormed out of her car slamming the door, trying to get up to my dorm before anyone could tell I was crying. I sat on my bed that night and cried.

“Five Hundred Twenty Five Thousand Six Hundred…bridges burned, journeys to plan, truth that she learned, tears that he cried…All you have to do is remember the love…measure your life in love…seasons of love”