Thoughts while eating subway

As I read The Things They Carried, I would visualize the soldiers in these times and situations. Some questions that I continuously asked myself were, How does all this weight, physical and mental, affect their bodies in the hopeful years to come?  If I were in their specific situation, what would I bring? Would I be murdered doing something so simple as using the restroom? Which character would I be?

With this blog, I want to think back to a time where I was nervous, afraid, anxious, and conscientious.
Sort of how the characters of the story were.

The most recent time that I could think back to was my freshman year of college, which for me, was two years ago.
I remember the entire preparation process, from shopping for overpriced merchandise at Bed Bath and Beyond, to searching for oddly shaped linen to fit the twin-xl beds....which the still felt tiny.


Some of the things I brought along with me were:

• Those oddly shaped sheets
• Lamps
• Clothes (of course)
• A TV
• Computer
• Cellphone
• Family Pictures
• A Safe
• Books
• Cleaning Products

These are just physical things that I needed, or thought I needed, for school. Turns out that I never had time to actually watch TV so second semester I left that at home. I found that the only things that I actually needed were my computer, clothes, and my cellphone.

I also brought along with me:

• Fear
• Excitement 
• Anxious to begin College
• Freedom
• Happiness
• Responsibility
• Courage
• empowered 

The weight of these things were much greater than the physical things in which I carried. I feel like carrying emotions/states of being are some of the heaviest things to carry.