Mary Kate Kemp Blog #1

I can hear the drilling in the background, but for once that does not annoy me. It is something about the peace surrounding me in this imaginary bubble that  makes the work instruments sound like home. My seat is green and wet in the grass, and quite delightful. I look around and see a sight to me that is unusual. Here surrounding me sits college students silently, continually, and individually enjoying the smiles of earth. Here I am sitting down appreciating that I have ten minutes to take in the small but mighty breeze, to look at the seemingly empty yet wholesome field ahead of me. Students need this, a break that allows them to just look around and relax, to look around and write. It is ridiculously easy to run from class to class without hearing or seeing anything. My day would be a lot less exciting if I did not get to admire the construction happening in front of me. Why? Because I found peace in something many do not.