on my way to class...

As i walk to class at about 9:30, I have usually arrived at Landis Green. The green grass is covered with cold, wet, fresh morning dew. It is cold and uncomfortable when it touches my feet, and I try to locate the long, zig-zagging cement path lost between the towering blades of grass. Once I am able to reach the path I come upon the chlorine-smelling fountain located right in the middle of the Green. I stare longingly at the brass, tarnished statues standing in a frozen pose in the light blue water. The blazing and hot sun always makes me wish I could jump into the water and completely submerge myself to escape the unbearable heat. Then I snap back to reality and keep on dragging my heavy, tired legs across the never ending field. When I see the florescent orange plastic gate put up due to the loud construction, I am overjoyed and my pounding heart begins to finally slow. On to the next path.