Nebraska Colleges
I found myself leafing through some old leaflets of Nebraska colleges that I had back when I was in high school and trying to figure out what I want to do with my life in a fit of inexplicable nostalgia. Somehow, I felt that in looking at these choices for Nebraska colleges through these new (or is it more appropriate to call them old, as I am older now even though I am far from wiser?) eyes that maybe I may have missed something about myself, thus costing me and leaving me stagnating as a person. Or maybe by looking at which Nebraska colleges made it to my list of possible options, I could finally figure out what it is about me that makes me so reluctant to move on.
Again, strangely enough, it was Wesley who pointed out that all of my choices for Nebraska colleges allow me to come home at least for the weekend; most of my choices Nebraska colleges had been very close to where my family lived. What my list of choices of Nebraska colleges shows, Wesley told me, is that I am very attached to my parents, to my brothers, to my sister, and possibly to everyone who lives nearby. He also says that the leaflets of the Nebraska colleges also reveal why I’m not on that road trip yet.
Ah, so the pattern of the Nebraska colleges I had chosen has been revealed. What to do about them, then?