The rest of her first week passed in a blur.
The nerves she'd felt on her first morning were quickly replaced by something far more demanding.
Campus maps she studied until the lines blurred together.
Studio introductions that left her both inspired and intimidated.
Long lectures filled with terms she barely understood.
Architecture students who spoke with confidence she didn't yet have.
Scale.
Perspective.
Spatial relationships.
She filled pages of notes, her handwriting growing messier as exhaustion set in.
There were moments she felt completely lost.
Like the morning she walked into the wrong lecture hall and sat through twenty minutes of a class that wasn’t hers before realizing it. When she finally slipped out, cheeks burning, she spent the next ten minutes wandering the bu
