my morning commmute

My 8AM College Algebra class is freezing cold, atleast 60 degrees, so when 9:20 hits I am so proud to be moving on to my next class. When I walk out of the doors of the HCB building everyday, I get excited to feel the sun burning on my skin. As I venture to the Williams building, Olivia and I take the less traveled by route. This route has more hills, stairs, and obstacles than the usual one. As I walk I can feel my muscles growing in my calves. I see orange dirt everywhere and sweaty construction workers staring as we try to make our way around all of the tall metal gates and flimsy bright orange ropes. As we walk past the Suwannee room and people are opening the doors, I can smell the maple syrup that is getting spread all over waffles and pancakes. When we reach Dodd hall, I feel as though we were just running a marathon and we are at the last stretch. That burning sun that felt good before was now sizzling and turning into sweat. As we walk up the stairs to the Williams building and open those double doors, it feels like we just walked into heaven as the cool, refreshing air conditioning blows on our faces. :)