When I went back to my old high school, I was approached by a younger classman of mine and he said "Oh it's so good to see someone who's gradutated doing so well for themselves!" I tried to suppress a smile because in Seward, it's hard not to see someone as "doing well". In my mind, I was doing anything but. My classes were dull, my grades were average, and my job at the time payed no where near what it should. I'm sure if someone were to see me now, they would say the same thing and yet I can't bring myself to agree with that.
I am not going to school as my parents hoped I would. I am not traveling, as I hoped I would. Disappointments to myself as well as my parents. Don't get me wrong, I am not doing too bad for myself. Reservation agent jobs pay more than people give them credit for and I am in the process of getting a book published. The best man I know is in love with me, and I with him. Plus, an airy two bedroom apartment with a fireplace and appliances for less than 500 a month is nothing short of ideal for a girl my age.
If I could be anywhere else in the world right now, I would be hitchiking the country roads of Ireland, selling my writings and poetry along the way for bread money. Drinking a Guiness with some washed up Irish sailors. Or maybe I'd find myself in Notre Dam, getting lost in the architecture and catacombs. I might raise some hell with the rebels in Egypt. But instead, I am in an office, left to dream of where I could be.
So, dear reader (whoever you are), remember the dreams you once had and incooperate them into the dreams you have conjured up lately. See if you can find a happy medium so you can meet your personal potential as a human being in general.
Lovely.
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