Sunday, March 28, 2010

aspirations

Andrew grew up on the upper west side of New York. While he was playing hide and go seek on the grounds of Columbia University, I was catapulting dog poo over cement walls in the suburbs of the desert. He sang Handel's Messiah in the Cathedral of St. John the Devine, I sang TV show theme songs in a basketball gym. Last night he took me to see where he grew up and I have to say I was awestruck.
Everyone else probably already knows this, but the grounds at Columbia are incredible. Its old, regal, statuesque, picturesque, etc. and definitely looks nothing like New York. I kept thinking, "this is where I belong, this is where I want to be." It could have just been the contrast shock of coming from dirty Brooklyn, so I'm not sure I'm convinced my reaction was real. All I know is that after seeing it, I wanted nothing more than to go to school there. For what? In my dreams I would go for neuroscience or astrophysics, but considering I have no background in science, it will have to remain a fantasy.
I came home and my house smelled funny, I could hear the homeless man outside going through the trash looking for bottles. I pulled off my Williamsburg friendly boots, and fell asleep in my broken taco bed.

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