(This is meant for those in college, but it is acceptable that anyone read.)
It's a little bit nerve-wracking, leaving for college for the final time. On the one hand, I know that my journey through the realm post-secondary education is nearly traveled. But on the other, I can see the protective barrier of false-reality that is the college atmosphere quickly dissipating, leaving the stark and barren salt-flats of untested and unforgiving adulthood.
It's not so much that I fear adulthood and all that it entails, I've been active in seeking out experiences that will most likely exceed the daily demands of a 9 to 5. I know that I have the capability to handle myself in this new wasteland, I've seen Man vs. Wild. I know what's essential. Water, Body temperature, Shelter and Food.
But these things are only that which is necessary to Survive. And if I were to leave college with only that goal in mind, I doubt that I would have this much apprehension building inside where my heart and other internal organs should be. No, what really daunts me is the challenge to Excel. This means so much more than using a pigs organs to make a bowstring or gathering water from bamboo shoots. This means that we (all of us College students) must have come to the full understanding of our inner workings and hidden desires in order to know which path to place our money on when we spin the roulette wheel of the job market.
Who are you? What soil do you thrive in? Will you adapt or shatter? Are you ever supposed to know beforehand? The questions that the world silently asks hang heavy over my being, though I know that the world cares far less than I do. For all of us, in whatever walk we step forward into, know that there Is a Purpose and a Plan and a Potter, all working as one to create in us the person needed for the part to be played. There is a good deal of comfort in that.
Thanks for reading.
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