¶ … People
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
But you'll never know.
Jackson Brown
A lone cloud drifted across the deep blue sky briefly casting its shadow on me as I sat reading a book on a wooden bench in the middle of campus. Countless people of all sorts and colors scurried by engrossed in their iphones, tablets and other technological pleasures oblivious to the beauty of the day. The flowers were vibrant in their spring dress and the scent of freshly cut grass wafted through the air.
As the hour turned a group of my friends arrived as if on schedule (after all it was Wednesday) and gathered around to kill their time.
"Whatch ya reading?" asked Bristol between smacks on her gum.
I said, "The Great Gatsby."
"I had a date with the Great Gatsby last night!" shrieked Claire.
Everyone laughed as if this were the funniest thing on Earth. So I did too. But I don't know why.
We had met each other in high school, forming a clique that had extended into collage. The foundation of the friendship was based on a mutual love of laughter, gossip, and the creation of a common feeling of social superiority by speaking despairingly of "those people."
"Liberal Studies." Claire reluctantly admitted.
"Loser!" said Bristol and Chantal in unison, laughing hysterically.
I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
Daisy in The Great Gatsby
Men studying pre-med, law, and technology were the most sought after. The others were too risky in terms of annual income. And to be frank this is why my friends came to college, to get a Mrs. degree. We knew the window of opportunity was narrow and as Chantal often said, "If you're going to fall in love he might as well be rich."
"Did you see Abby this morning? Did you see what she was wearing?" More laughter. I laughed too. But I don't know why. I hadn't seen her.
The group began to migrate toward a group of "cute" boys hanging out by the entrance to the library. I did too. But I don't know why. Chantal dropped her notebook at the feet of the cutest one. He took the bait.
More laughter. I laughed too. But I don't know why.
Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most.
Ozzy Osbourne
The library stood before the group:…
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