Adam

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This weekend has been a baby-step for me towards the acceptance of an adult reality. Although my building at Hawks Ridge (formerly the Lodge) came fully furnished, I still managed to throw together bin upon bin of things to bring. The items I packed include: kitchen utensils, pots and pans, a TV, books, sheets, clothes, and food (more Mac and Cheese than could ever be consumed). But guess what! I forgot to bring a bath mat, and a trash can, and a (take a guess here, you’ll probably be right).

The sense of realism I was feeling was heightened when I tried to cook this morning. The burners on my stove are foreign (and feisty), and everything had to be opened and eventually resealed, and dishes had to be cleaned. Anyone who’s spent more than a week in an apartment will laugh at me, but it’s difficult to get “into the swing of things” when you have to create “the swing.”

I imagine most people feel a small sense of this when moving in. A new place is exciting and scary. However, coming back to Iowa, I feel at home. The campus is the same (for the most part, minus that new patch of dirt by Rienow). Hanging out with my friends was a warm way to assimilate myself for life at school. So go make some friends! Friends are good.