"I urge you to do whatever you do for no reason other than you love it and believe in its importance. Don’t bother with work you don’t believe in any more than you would a spouse you’re not crazy about… Resist the easy comforts of complacency, the specious glitter of materialism, the narcotic paralysis of self-satisfaction. Be worthy of your advantages. And read… read all the time… read as a matter of principle, as a matter of self-respect. Read as a nourishing staple of life. Develop and protect a moral sensibility and demonstrate the character to apply it. Dream big. Work hard. Think for yourself. Love everything you love, everyone you love, with all your might. And do so, please, with a sense of urgency, for every tick of the clock subtracts from fewer and fewer."
-David McCullough Jr.,
It's all about the after. After work, after school, after this responsibility and that life goal. "What's next?" That is the forever question. Yet I do not think it means more than when asked in the context of after graduation.
Well primarily, and on a less philosophical, life altering level, we no-longer-college students do what we do best; fiesta. Which I, unsurprisingly, have begun the preparations for..
I'm thinking BIG.
Large scale. Bringing new definition to the word celebration. Fireworks. Band. Baton twirlers.
"Suddenly, a silence prevails and the spectators turn their heads... The beat starts, anticipating the procession. The pavement begins to vibrate with the bass line making tiny pebbles jump up from the burning pavement as if they were popcorn. We feel the beat getting closer and closer with every second..."
Because that's all that graduating college really is, isn't it? The day that marks the beginning of the rest of our lives. The day we officially, in society's eyes, become responsible for ourselves and our future. The day we become truly independent.
That sounds like quite the fireworks,
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