I, dear internet, was going west. So I packed up my duffle bag, (full of heavy Christmas presents for my family), and hiked my way all the way across campus to the subway station. I gratefully sat down and took the subway to the middle of the city, then schlepped myself to the bus station. I waited in line behind ten people at the ticket counter, only to find that buses had been canceled west, as well as south.
So I slung my bag over my shoulder again, and retraced all my steps to make my way home.
The next morning, I repeated the whole process. Everything was good this time, and I finally made it to my destination and had a fantastic break with my family. When, sadly, the break was over, I once again packed up to go home. This time, I had an even heavier bag full of the generous, fabulous gifts from my family.
And as I was hoisting myself across campus for the fourth and last time, that bag kept getting heavier and heavier. I tried switching shoulders, or carrying it in my hands, but any way I tried it was just awkward and uncomfortable. Toward the end of the walk, I found myself going slower, and slower, trying to estimate how many steps I had left to take... straining to make it the last few blocks.
And I had this thought - WHEELS. Just that. What, you think in complete sentences? Well, my mind is just efficient like that. So - wheels.