I am at the core of the university, where the main commotion lies, for although I detest such chaos, it is also what inspires me most. I am in the middle of it all yet overlooked as though part of the shadows. I can hear each separate conversation, knowing a part of each person's life is surprisingly touching for we are all alike. They complain about the same events.

My coffee has run out but my breath still tastes like coffee, a strange but reassuring company to have something so familiar in an area of unfamiliar students.

Leaves glide onto my arm for I lay beneath a tree, contemplating my hatred for commotion to prevent myself from believing I might have enjoyed it, had I any friends. I force my eyes to focus on my laptop as I was meant to study rather than waste time, but I cannot help looking around me. I'd much rather learn about others than study, though I prefer doing it from a distance for my shyness hinders me.

Maybe I am meant to be in the shadows as if I am in the midst of it all, I would be ignoring the outskirts, where the most interesting conversations occur.
© BellaSparkles