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Sep. 27th, 2006 09:19 pmDoesn't it just figure. Any other day, any other time, Hopkins House would have more honors kids sitting in it than it could comfortably hold. Tonight? The night when I don't want to walk home in the dark by myself?
It's as empty as the stomach of a college boy sans meal plan.
It's okay, I guess. I like sitting in the house at night. It's healthy to change the shape of the space around oneself. A dormitory, a university building--those are both very efficient shapes. Square. Square rooms. Straight, sensible halls. You can fit a lot of stuff in a building like that. But this is a small, old, three-story house. The stairs are narrow, the rooms are asymmetrical, and the wallpaper has faded little pink and purple vines. More books populate it than anyone will ever read. On the shelf next to me, three figurines keep me company. There is a ceramic saint, robed, holding a cross, and standing on a large, open book. His opposite is Frosty the Snowman, a grand three inches tall and brandishing a broom. In between them is a shiny round (ceramic) head, of an old woman with pursed lips and a handkerchief around her head.
Weird.
It's as empty as the stomach of a college boy sans meal plan.
It's okay, I guess. I like sitting in the house at night. It's healthy to change the shape of the space around oneself. A dormitory, a university building--those are both very efficient shapes. Square. Square rooms. Straight, sensible halls. You can fit a lot of stuff in a building like that. But this is a small, old, three-story house. The stairs are narrow, the rooms are asymmetrical, and the wallpaper has faded little pink and purple vines. More books populate it than anyone will ever read. On the shelf next to me, three figurines keep me company. There is a ceramic saint, robed, holding a cross, and standing on a large, open book. His opposite is Frosty the Snowman, a grand three inches tall and brandishing a broom. In between them is a shiny round (ceramic) head, of an old woman with pursed lips and a handkerchief around her head.
Weird.