stairway to

someday the stairs will be finished and I will miss the exhausting trek from the math lab, through the glass and concrete box the temple came in, also known as the tanner. And I will miss the smell of dust and concrete infiltrating my senses as I tramp through the pedestrian walkway next to all the construction. I will miss looking like a smelly dancer, dressed in sweats, peruseing through all of the dressed up attractive males hoping to scale corporate latters in later years. I will miss running into every clogging class 3 minutes late, and being completely outof breath upon entering every math class. someday those stairs will be done and I will be sad.