life is an underground hideout..
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(submitted by guest blogger Ben Worden)
Ten years ago I found myself in a state of emergency – lost, failing, and struck with a wave of uncertainty. I’d never been in this place before. Having always gotten the luck of the draw I was confused by where my path had led me. I was a freshman at engineering school in Milwaukee, going through the motions and feeling motionless at the same time. It became dreadful, the few friends I had made over the course of the year had transferred or failed out – there was almost no one left. I needed a place to go that wasn’t so hopeless. I needed somewhere far away from the city, the classroom, and my own thoughts. It was the winter and one of the worst snowstorms in the city’s history offered an unprecedented day off from my collegiate duties. Foot upon foot of snow drove itself on top of the city; plows pushed the downfall into every alleyway possible, making mountainous ranges of snow between the downtown skyscrapers. With my headphones intact, I climbed my way far up on top of a snow cliff between two office buildings outside my dorm room. There were no cars, no people -- even the plows had stopped. It seemed the world was inside, warming up. I was alone. Dawning my headphones I played a song on repeat for hours – transcending the cold earth around me and finding an underground hideout inside of myself. I found that place -- the calm with all the answers. All of the confusion and the fear seemed beautiful now, it was part of me and I felt it could make me stronger if I listened. I’ll never forget that song or that day, it’s when I found myself, my underground hideout.
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