It’s been an easy morning for me. I didn’t have any classes until later in the afternoon, so I decided to go and check the mailbox, anticipating packages sent by loved ones from home. Nothing at the post office. Nothing in the package room in Kane. Oh well. It’s a beautiful day for a walk. As I make my way back to the lower dorms I look at the trees, steadily becoming coated in white powder. I see the little bridge that leads into the now frozen cedar swamp and I suddenly remember a quote told to me many times while growing up: “I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by And that made all the difference.” I smile to myself and cross the bridge into the sea of trees. Everything is silent, almost magical. I slow my pace to an almost crawl and at some points completely stop to marvel in the landscape surrounding me. This was the kind of scenery that I only read about in the books I adored so much. I never thought that what I imagined would spring to life right before my eyes. All I can think is “How lucky am I?” I know what you’re thinking: “Wow Cat, that seems wicked corny.” But it’s true. I feel incredibly lucky. To be able to go on these simple walks and enjoy the beauty of what’s around me. To be able to unwind and let my mind wander as my boots crunch through the snow. To look up at the stars every night and realize how much is really out there, and how much I’m itching to experience as much of it as possible. As I exit the swamp and walk up to my new home I anticipate the feeling of falling back into reality. Then I smile as I realize one amazing thing: This IS my reality.