Crystal Ball, Thoughts on HPU
A sparkling rainbow of colors swirled within white-gray fog. The fog began to part. There within that crystal ball, my future lay before my eyes. So many times this fall of sophomore year I’d been asked What do you want to be when you grow up? A glimpse of what would be aligned perfectly with the vision I’d had for myself. It’s a beautiful autumn day, not a cloud in the sky, but the air crisp with the promise of colder days to come. With excitement and anticipation, my footsteps make noise as they stir up the fallen leaves. It’s my second year at the High Point University (where did the time go?), and I see myself on my way to the physical therapy clinic on campus, the school of communications and the long trek to the school of business....dreaming about what senior year with the crisp fall leaves will bring me. I know myself. Through years of soccer, I’d been on the receiving en...