I am sitting at the top of stairs leading to and from the back and front of campus. Coming from the library side, I am always greeted with the feeling that the stairs are leading me to the three hidden buildings. The three buildings behind the great wall. You climb the great steps over the library, and walk on the moving tiles past the forbidden garden. You walk on the moving tiles past the forbidden garden. As you walk, you can hear the music generated by the tiles moving, plus the multiple lawn mowers all running at once, and then add in the hundreds of conversations you hear from everyone else, and you have the Fredonia Campus Symphony of Noise. I am always struck by the fact that the windows that took into the library aren’t so much windows, but mirrors. Every day I take a peek at what I look like going to class, and then wonder, “What am I looking at?” or, “What am I looking for?”. Do I look to see if I look more mature? To see if this whole experience of being at college and learning my trade is allowing me to grow? Or am I looking to see if I can still recognize myself because of all the changes I have gone through since the first time I took this path. Back when I didn’t know the tiles were loose, and would fall over from tripping over them. Back when I didn’t realize that garden by the library was forbidden to be in. Back when I got frustrated walking down the stairway that no normal person could possibly walk down due to the stairs being so long and awkward. Now I understand. Now I play the game of jumping on the loose tiles to get different sounds. Now I have gotten the one step, two steps, one step routine for walking down the awkward stairway. Now I understand that maybe that garden is forbidden to keep the beauty of curiosity alive. Now I understand that no matter what the reflection is that I see in the library windows, I am who I am, and I can’t rush that, or keep track of the changes that take place. Sometimes you just have to sit and look at the path you take every day, before you can build the courage to keep walking down it.