Carolyne Rivera - In The Past, Dreaming About The Future; In The Future, Dreaming About The Past

When I was in high school, I was one of those kids that actually liked going to school. Maybe not the homework, but I enjoyed going to classes, taking notes, seeing my friends, and getting good grades. I actually used to get excited when it was the beginning of the school year because I loved organizing all of my supplies and preparing for each of my classes. As much as I loved it, I could not stop dreaming about growing older and going to college and preparing for my career. I anticipated attending classes that specifically applied to my personal interests and would assist me in finding my future career.

However, when that point in my life finally came, I could not stop from looking back into the past. The transition into college my freshman year was infinitely harder than I expected and I struggled to make friends or get involved in campus groups. I began to miss my days in high school (which I learned is very rare for college students), where I knew everyone and I saw my best friends everyday, and everything came so much easier and I was constantly reminiscing on a past I could never relive.

However, this past year, I have begun to see it a different way. When I was younger, I was always dreaming about the future and wanted to know who I would be and what the world would be like, but it only took away from those moments and I did not realize how good life was, even when I was unsure where I was headed. I still often reminisce on happy memories, but I have accepted that where I am now is where the treasure is. I have changed and grown so much in two years that I wonder if I would even recognize my high school senior self. Suddenly I realize how valuable my college experiences have been, difficult as they were and every moment carries into the next to reach the present and without them, I would never grow. Just as the man in Baghdad traveled to Cairo just to realize his treasure was at home where he belonged, I have come this far to realize that I am exactly where I need to be and it is not fitting to dream of being somewhere else.

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