It’s not even midterms week

Sunset behind Big Tree Inn, Geneseo

Curled up with my laptop in the soft gray pods above Starbucks, I see students tucked into corners, straining their eyes to their laptop screens. With the shades drawn over the large picture windows, I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been cooped up with my laptop. The people sitting nearby were here before me and have not moved the slightest bit; I can’t help but think about how unhealthy this is. How, on a Saturday, there are students occupying nearly every seat. Maybe it’s because this is my first year at college and I’m only a month in and don’t understand how much work there truly is, but I do know the impact of unhealthy habits created by the pressure of doing well in school on our mental health. Finally stepping out of my curled position and stretching out my legs, my muscles jolt awake and I decide to head up to Main Street to grab some dinner. While immersed in the waft of my pizza from Mama Mia’s, I look up and find my eyes set ablaze to the setting sun. The horizon is cluttered with clouds but the sun insists to be seen. From behind, its radiating hues burst behind and shine upward. They spread high above and mesh pink and orange to the blue sky. I run down the hill from ISC to Sturges and I sit at the tables by the Gazebo with my pizza and breathe, bracing for the upcoming week. –Charis