People scatter across the cemented pathways; a colorful sea of ethnicity, culture and differences. Some smile as they pull on jackets and scarves to stay warm against the bitter Fall air. Others cross their arms around themselves and rush towards their destination with frozen hands.
Conversation hums in a mumbled tone. The Red Sox win, Sunday’s Bills game, the upcoming killer test and the normal he-said-she-said jabber. Between words a boy grabs a girl’s hand walking to class. Someone pulls out a piece of gum to chomp on, someone else turns up Macklemore on their iPhone. Everyone is different.
As I saunter to my 11 a.m. class I cannot help to recognize the future nurses, journalists, politicians and artists within the faces of the people that surround me. We are all such unique individuals with different hair, tastes, styles, majors… dreams. And yet here we all are captured in one place with the same destination: the future.
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