Well, la dee friggin da, right?? What to do now? Let me put it this way:
Graduation meant not success, but a loss. Loss of scholastic structure, loss of direction, loss of the dream that I could be whatever it was I desired to be. Loss because I am lost. Floundering, with nothing but some lousy degree to keep me afloat. For the time being anyway. Until the academic degree's initial beam of hope that bore me upward was extinguished by rejection, trumped by lack of experience, and eventually reduced to a piece of paper that really does not mean much at all.
Did I mention that I'm an optimist? Or that despite all the sulking in the paragraph above, I am anxiously waiting the arrival of my diploma?
And did you know that I'm a Whiskey Rock-A-Roller? That's what I am.
More to come.
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