Musing on collegiate theatre. Might I have been a thespian?

Musing on collegiate theatre. Might I have been a thespian?

Today I travelled to Milledgeville to talk with Karen Berman, Chair and Artistic Director of the Georgia College and State University Theatre Department.

Milledgeville, has so much history. I need to poke around another day — especially want to visit Andalusia, estate home of Flannery O’Connor.

But not today, for I visited…

How cool is that…a theatre department in an old restored theater.

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As we talked, I thought how great it would have been to have studied theater along with creative writing.

Oh dear. I’m starting to sound like an ancient person.

But something about walking along a college campus makes me want to study again. (Not take exams mind you. But go to class and learn things.)

Soon my son will be heading off to college.

Do we — those privileged to go on to higher education — realize what an incredible time this is?

Okay.

I knew.

Walking the sidewalks of younger, higher educated minds, I turned and saw these incredible oaks.

And then I noticed this.

Azaleas blooming. Isn’t that odd for October 21st?

I guess reality is suspended in college.

Also confirmation that I am approaching old person status because no 20 year old is going to notice that a flippin’ flower is blooming.

I wanted to stay around and soak up that only-worry-is-a-lit-exam mindset but son called and said he needed the car.

So I said good-bye to the me-who-might-have-studied-playwriting and got this middle-aged rear back to Madison.

Road trip!

Do you feel that way on college campuses?

All slightly sentimental and wondering where the time went….