I am a college student. I go to a small liberal arts university in the south, where I major in Political Science with concentrations in Poverty Studies and Latin American Studies. I feel chained to a mountain of textbooks and papers, longing to breathe in the fresh air of the real world. When I graduate, I want to join the Peace Corps, and no matter what I do or where I am, I want it to be in the service of others. I am not religious–instead, I consider myself very spiritual. I instruct yoga. Yoga and meditation are my sanctuary. Whenever I’m on my mat, I enter a world of peace and reflection.
I have a lot of dreams and aspirations, but sometimes I just feel like that poor girl from the big city with dreams of a better life, but no ladder to climb out of this hole I’m in. But I know that education is that ladder and every day is a struggle between that poor girl and this new life I am creating. So I will take a deep breath and begin my journey to… somewhere?