Fifteen Minute Description

I am sitting in a chair and staring out a window with a wire mesh screen. I see a cloudy sky and everything has a gloomy, gray tint. I see four trees, each with its wirey limbs barren from the winter weather. On the tree closest tiny buds are just appearing almost ready to blossom for spring. Two people are walking quickly across from the archway on the other side, both have a folded umbrella hanging from their wrist. Another girl appears from inside the archway, she has on a raincoat and a pink backpack, she is holding a water bottle. From the right a boy in running clothes comes down the stairs on to the main level and jogs across cutting off the girl with the water bottle. Half the windows in the building across have their shades drawn, others windows are flung wide open. Two guys and another girl linger in front of the window I am sitting at slowly smoking their cigarettes. The smoke drifts up toward my window and mixes in with the humid air. The air is moist but the wind brings a familiar winter cold in to the room. The fan on the window sil is on because the heater is still blasting. The light on the archway across the way flickers on. The sky becomes a darker gray. I look down at the clock on my phone, its 5:50. Its almost time. Suddenly doors are opening and closing behind me, people are trickling out of the dorm building and hurrying across the quad. Some people are alone, others in twos or larger groups. They march across and then disappear into the building.  I am sitting in my dorm room in West Halls watching the dinner rush across the quad. Like clock work, every night at 6pm the flood gates open and like "Pavlov's dogs" students rush to the commons.