A Harley Davidson revs outside my window. I live along a highway in Centre Hall Pennsylvania. A change from the quiet cul de sac I lived on in Green Bay Wisconsin. I like the change, I love the mountains which surround me. I am nestled in a valley between great Appalachians, Tussey, Mount Nittany, Bald Mountain, Broad Mountain, Spruce Mountain, and Little Mountain just to name a few. These gargantuan mounds of rock and trees which surround me. The site of the landscape along instills gratitude in my heart yet reminds me of how small I am. I think of my lover whom I separated from and wished to marry. I think about the girls death and the choices in my life which followed. I settle on the present moment and witness the grandness of Penn State University as I study in the Paterno Library, named for its benefactor Joe Paterno. The short drive to the University is 11 miles from the two bedroom house I share with one of my best friends Lisa who travelled with me to this new State. I park my car about a mile and a half from campus and walk the distance to the University where I can be found studying most days within one of my favorite coffee shops or the long tables with the green lamps on the second floor of Library. A turn of events which led me here have been mulled over in my mind for days. The acceptance letter from PENN State, the lack of response from the man I love to stay, the house my mom gave to my step brother to rent that I wanted to purchase, the termination from my 50 thousand a year job. It all added to me moving here. Of course, the relationship with the man still may happen, only time will tell, the house can be bought here in PA and I have accepted a new job with the Pennsylvania Higher Education Association Agency to start in October.
A semi drives by down shifting from coming towards the mountain…..