I’m a strange character. I love college, but when a break looms on the horizon, the long-awaited relief cannot come quick enough. When I walk out of my last class before a break, I’m pretty sure that an angel gets his wings and music is playing in the distant background. I walk casually back to my room, drop my books, and collapse on the bed. By the time my head meets the pillow, I am in a deep sleep until someone or something wakes me up and informs me it’s time to head back to the grindstone. However, in between the deep sleeps, I experience what can only happen on break.
- I start watching cable news. In fact, cable news takes up most of my TV watching. Since I hardly watch TV during the semester, I start watching the news. It’s good background noise.
- I make these big plans to read lots and lots of books, but just end up watching cable news.
- I read books, but ones not on my list.
- I take naps. Long, midday naps that make me feel unproductive and lazy. I am currently in an empty, completely silent dorm, so I will nap without disturbance.
- I start complaining about three weeks into break about how I wish classes would start back.
- I stay up late and wake up early.
- I badger my roommate to come visit me on campus even when she’s out-of-state.
- I say I’m going to exercise, but it happens maybe twice a week during break.
- I start writing blog posts that make little to no sense at all.
For me, break is a time to rest, but it can also be a time where days get mashed together and everything becomes a blur. Yes, rest is good, but I believe that keeping busy is healthy, too. Regardless, what happens on break leaves me ready for a new semester.