On Being Accepted to a University

I was accepted to Humboldt University in Arcata, California over a year ago.

The feeling was a feeling of accomplishment; of capability; of an odd sorrow in my mind because of exterior reasons which had made their way into my mind as a heavy significance.

I also received a lot of money; potential money to be used for what I would need it for while there. I received over $30,000.

I didn’t use the money because I did not attend the university for reasons which I could delineate here but which reasons I am not sure would be the true reasons.

Now that I think of it, I really don’t why I did not go. Perhaps it was too far. Perhaps I did not have a ride there. Perhaps I was ashamed of asking for a ride there. Perhaps I foresaw the feelings I would feel by being away from what I was comfortable in. Perhaps I needed more money. Perhaps, I was afraid. Perhaps, I did not know.

Honestly, the feat of being accepted there was enough for me. It told me I could.