A Beautiful Day

So, one afternoon I was strolling up to Allgood Hall. It was a particularly beautiful day–one of the several abnormally warm days we’ve had this year. The sun warmed my back, the wind tousled the trees, and it was simply one of those wonderful days. You know, the kind where once you walk out, it’s a given that you’ll feel an ounce of guilt for every minute you waste under fluorescent lighting.

These are the days when I feel motivated to lay under the sun and read–for either homework or pleasure (though I often find the sun too blinding against the white pages..). But it feels necessary to lay out and absorb the sun, to take a long walk or hike, to ride in the car with the windows down, and to appreciate life.

But I digress.

So, I was strolling up to Allgood Hall on this pulchritudinous day (been looking for an excuse to use that word), and I couldn’t help but notice that the people sitting on the stone benches along the pathway and even at the front of Allgood were all absorbed with their phones. Smart phones, dumb phones, key pads, and touch screens grasped their attention as the beauty of nature, of this fantastic day in February, seemed to completely escape their notice. I’m sure (or at least hope) they took note of the nice day for a second or two at some part of their day, but upon observing this, I couldn’t help but wonder how much technology has come to encompass all areas of our lives, benefiting us on one hand, but taking quite a bit on the other.

When was the last time you simply sat in the sunlight, or in the beautiful day, and merely embraced it? Found a moment to enjoy this world and enjoy being alive through the serenity of nature?

Well, I certainly sound life a raving hippie, don’t I? Nevertheless, maybe that phone cost a pretty penny, but the value of some kind of appreciation (gained in some form or another) after embracing such a beautiful day is worth more than that piece of plastic and metal you cart around.

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Brittney - Born in Connecticut, I was raised in Bethlehem, Georgia. Approximately two hours away from Augusta, I chose to attend Augusta State University after hearing about their strong English program. My love for writing started when I began reading and falling in love with stories, and I eventually decided to major in English. My experiences here at ASU have been very interesting and enjoyable; I look forward to more!

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