Haus

I just moved into a vegetarian co-op on campus and it's a strange and beautiful journey already. There are a number of factors pulling and tearing at the way I frame it. This is how most people respond when I mention the co-op :

"Oh where's that again "
"I've never actually been INSIDE ..."
"What?"
"Aren't you guys all like vegans or something? Do you run around naked?"

It's this strange place so ridiculously CENTRAL on-campus but so socially removed that no one dares venture inside.

It is a square building of many bikes, of rags, of hairy bathrooms, of let-it-mellow yellow, of baked goods, of Haus Decisions, of theoretical, of cheap and good food made with love, of creation, of tension of growth, of stickers of hall posters, of beans, of lentils, of Crimethinc signs, of dirty things in clean places, of smiles and 3 am kitchen porn, of song-singing and couch-lounging, of very little academic work and so much interaction, of re-usable yoghurt containers, of eggs and things of disgust, of vegan idealism, of camaraderie, of apple scones in the morning with your name on it, of hall parties, of tensions, of growth, of change, of many things... in the last 4 days.

I'm so thrilled to be a part of it, and so thrilled to watch myself grow in it..