She hadn't expected to run into anyone, but she wasn't displeased by the encounter. She had decided to take the entire day off and instead spend it at the
cafe
doing nothing at all, besides for drinking large volumes of
coffee
and
rooibos
tea and doing whatever came to mind.
Wednesday was her busiest day. Four classes. Back to back to back to back. When she'd scheduled the current semester last spring she had felt a bit more motivated. In the academic sense at least. Nowadays the leaves were falling and the air was turning into that chill autumn crisp. Apples, cider, and doughnuts were in season. She was motivated by other things these days. Something about the cold and the early nightfall changed you.
The cafe was one of those places she could go to to try thinking about such things such as what did she want out of life after graduation. Her existence the past three years had revolved entirely around being a
college
student that she had hardly had time to reflect on how she would pass her days once she no longer lived and breathed the university.
Most days while shuffling from class to class it would be her career and what city she would ponder. But on a long, quiet day to herself like this Wednesday at the cafe, skipping class, she realized that she couldn't even fathom what the most simple everyday passings would be like for her once outside the walls of semester schedules,
football
season, and college parties.
Jean looked up at the professor who had spotted her and said, "no. I am not supposed to be in class. Not today."
