Bridging Worlds
I’ve always loved bridges. Especially those that go over water. They connect entirely different worlds that are only a few steps apart. 836 meters is the distance between my world and the one I see out my window. It is just a ten-minute walk, but in ten minutes you can cross the border between the two worlds: The foreign land of luxury skyscrapers and designer dressed business executives, and my world, one full of young students full of hopes and dreams working toward liberal arts degrees that will never make them enough money to live on the other side of the bridge (or on this side if we’re being perfectly honest).