There are two places on earth I feel most comfortable: the
campus of a university and the inside of a hospital. I realized this today as I
walked into the student union building after getting some assistance with
tuition for this, my 4th degree. You could call me a perpetual
student, I guess, but not in the sense that I’m perpetually going to school since
I don’t know what I want to do with my life. I know, more or less, what I want
to do and school is a means of helping me achieve my goals.
Other than still being single and still in school, 5 years
ago, this was more or less my life plan, although back then, I sort of thought
I’d have kids by now. I always thought, for some reason, that I’d have kids
when I turned 28. But since that seems to be unlikely given the fact that I
turn 29 in 5 months, I’ll continue with my previous thought.
As I walked across campus, I wished it were biking season.
The air is inverted this time of year in Utah and breathing outside is a little
bit like dying if you’re being highly melodramatic as I am sometimes wont to
do. But as a student whipped by me on a long board (or maybe a skateboard, I
guess), I got to thinking about riding a bike across campus, any campus really,
at the beginning of fall semester. For those of us who are students, the years
start in August and are divided into 2 to 4 month blocks. Fall signals new
beginnings much in the way that January signals resolutions and makes it
difficult to find a spot in yoga class for the rest of the world.
But I thought today as I walked through the inverted air how
much I love that beginning: the beginning of learning. The air is clean. The
campus is full of energy. My bike is in tiptop shape after a summer of being
used almost daily. And it dawned on me then that I guess I’m doing the right
thing. I spend half my life learning: on a campus and in a hospital. I spend
the other half of it working: in a hospital. And a third of it teaching: in a
hospital. Do you see where I’m going with this? The two places I feel most comfortable
are the same two places I spend so much of my time.
So, as I embark on yet another semester, my 26th
semester of college, if you can believe it, I resolve to spend more time biking
across campuses, both hospital and otherwise. Lots of time learning. Lots of
time teaching. And enough time away to balance out the crazy.