Enjoying My Own Company

Enjoying My Own Company

Shay Harris—This past Spring Break I returned home to New York City for a much needed reprieve. I hadn’t been home since New Year’s Day and REALLY missed home — my family, cat, and the oh so wonderful food. Now, I’m the type of person who’s always trying to improve himself. Before leaving campus, I could feel that something in my life just wasn’t right. Like there was something missing, out of place. So what did I do when I got home? I watched a crap ton of tv shows!

I caught up on Arrow, The Flash, Supergirl, and the Fosters. Feeling myself a bit, I decided to start a new show, Riverdale, and I must say, it’s a new guilty pleasure of mine! I would usually feel really bad for spending so much time lying down (or sitting up) and watching as much television as I did, but I had no regrets. Sure, I wasn’t working, going for long runs or even hanging out with friends. However, I was doing something a bit more important: I was enjoying my own company.


Throughout the first half of the spring semester, I felt like I was beating myself up for silly things. I wasn’t hanging out with my friends as much, I stopped going to the gym, was single like a dollar bill, and seemed to be struggling at making time for myself. Much of my life had been taken over by campus involvement and school, leaving little time for anything else, including myself. So while I was home, I pulled away from a lot of texting and went ghost on most of my social media in an attempt to reconnect with myself.

For a nice portion of my break, that meant watching my tv shows. At other times, I journaled a lot. By doing so, I was better able to understand and deal with many of the feelings that I’d been struggling to communicate while at school. While looking at my face in the bathroom mirror, I said, “I’m where I need to be.” I told myself that because for some time I’ve been really restless and unsatisfied with parts of my life. However, by taking a good look at things that were currently going well for me, I was able to put some things into perspective.

Oh, I ate a lot too! Not too much where I would explode, but just enough. Plus I was drinking a lot of water (my face wasn’t looking very clear during the semester and it was freaking me out). There were times where I treated myself to things like fruit snacks, a haircut, and a trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art (which I’d never been to). Sure, it snowed while I was home and I had to shovel, but I got a nice exercise out of it!


Now that I’m back at school, I’m still working on calming my restlessness. There are some pieces falling in line, but I’m a firm believer that life is about constant revisions. Currently, I’m running for a position as a Brockport Student Government Senator. Classes aren’t too stressful, but meetings and other obligations tend to eat up a lot of my time. Registration for next year is coming up and I couldn’t be happier. I’ll be one of the firsts to sign up for classes and I’m not going to hold you — I plan on doing the bare MINIMUM when it comes to my credit load. 13 is what I’m aiming for, which should grant me some room to breathe next fall. I’m also working on organizing some plans for the summer, but I’ll save that for another post.

So that’s it. Sorry if this isn’t any life-changing, earth-shattering information. Consider this more of a personal update. Looking back at my Spring Break, I’m happy I didn’t go on some wild adventure like I had originally planned. Sure, I would have had an amazing time, but I was grateful to have been able to do what I did. Even if much of it was lying on a couch or journaling. Besides, NYC isn’t a terrible place to spend a week in.

Until next time!


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