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Timberline Lodge

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I sprawled out on the floor of the Timberline Lodge facing upwards, and the structure of the monumental building screamed at me as if trying to suggest some sort of metaphorical significance. I traced each massive beam up the vaulted ceiling as if it were an entrance to a portal, observing the manner in which the beams crossed in every direction and met in the center, dependent on each other for support. Perhaps I’d been too deeply embedded into my AP Literature textbook at the time, persuading my brain to extract the “hidden meaning” of the environment around me...but nevertheless, it had led me to an important realization. My life was very much like the structure of the lodge. Each wooden beam was representative of some aspect of my life—my …show more content…

My eldest brother was born when my mother was 16, forcing them to put their aspirations and their educations on a seemingly indefinite hold. I spent much of my early life helplessly watching my parents become zombified slaves to their minimum wage jobs, trapped as the middlemen between their income and the bills. The stress over finances only continued on an upward trend, escalating tensions and slowly destroying the inviting comfort of my home. As I grew older and more displeased with my situation, I became more adamant about ensuring that I didn’t follow suit. After long discussions with my mentor, I chose education as my pathway out of my situation and naturally developed an insatiable hunger for knowledge. The posters of the “Twilight Saga” characters that adorned my walls were rapidly torn off in favor my more intellectual idols—Buddha, Abraham Lincoln, John Green, and Elon Musk. Classic and contemporary novels overflowed from my bookshelves as various article digests arrived in my inbox, all while the latest political commentary looped in the background. The more I read and studied and explored, the more conversational I found myself, a sharp turnaround from the unwilling, socially anxious freshman that I was. Networking in both online and the local community became one of my favorite activities because it exposed me to new people, advice, knowledge, and perspectives, all of which reinforced the interdependent structure of my life. While each person had their own passions, I found myself gravitating towards the people who dedicated themselves to the environment, excited in knowing that others cared so much about our common home. When I was with them, I had an overwhelming sense that we could incur unstoppable change. I knew that I had found my calling, but I didn’t want to follow what my parents encouraged. I didn’t want to just dream bigger than they were able to, I wanted to

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