Day 4: End of the first week.

Well, Friday was an easy day, just one class. In Art History we have officially gotten underway and started off with the Paleolithic period. I have always been fascinated by the cave paintings found in Lascaux, France. The images are amazing and one can't help but wonder what the people who painted them were like. What were their motivations for painting them? Were they for teaching, storytelling, or simply painted out of pleasure. I guess we will never know. Still, could you imagine sitting in the cave by a fire and looking up these images?  I imagine they would dance on the walls and come to life. What a sight they must have been.

My first week back in college is officially over. What a week it has been. Sometimes it still feels like a dream. As I walk through the campus, I find myself looking at my fellow students, who for the most part, are about 20 years younger than me. What ever the reason, seeing them all makes me smile. Sometimes, I worry that someone might notice me and think I am slightly mad. However, I am sure most of them don't even see me. I feel like I stick out in the crowd because of my age, but the reality is, I probably don't. That is okay. It is nice to be just one of the crowd.

Still, there are moments, sometimes it is in a class, other times it's been as I walk through the campus, where I just feel overcome with happiness. Moments, where I just can't help but grin. Moments, where I just want to laugh out loud or yell joyously.  It is a wonderful feeling. There have been times in the last few years where I thought that this day may never come. Days where I had to make peace with the fact that I might not ever go back to college. Those days are gone. Forever. There is no going back. There is no quitting or giving up. There is no failing. This chance may never come again so I am going to be sure it doesn't slip through my fingers. The dream is alive and awake and I am living it. Life is good! 
-Scott