A number of my friends and acquaintances just seem to have fallen victim to the dark clouds of the emotional low-down. Sometimes, it just seems that the problems that everyone has to deal with just catch up with us and we suffocate, smother, and collapse.
And all I could do is listen.
Listening is probably the only thing I can do. I cannot be a fairy godmother that can just whisk away my friend's problems at the flick of a finger. Nor am I a philanthropist who can easily give them some assistance for their perils.
These just make me think of where I am right now, and how I need to push upwards, so that the waters of oblivion will not drown me as well.
Yesterday night, as I was in the house of a colleague, I never felt so alive and well. Finger food, dips, drinks, ice cream, toddlers, and mind games just made the perfect combination. It was exhilarating just to be there. It may sound weird, but that's just what it is. A night of exhilaration. I cannot find another word to describe it any way else.
Humans are intended to be happy. That for certain is a fact. And sometimes, Posh Nosh can do the trick.
Again, here are some pictures from my South Campus Series. Here is Townsend Hall. This may be the oldest building in South Campus. As you can see from the second picture, the brick is dated 1903. And vines are actually crawling all over the place. Naturally, this building isn't used anymore.