....Because I know I can't keep living in this dead or dying dream.
Normally around spring time every year, when I see congratulations banners in neighbors front lawns, and hear about graduating seniors every which way, I feel a sad sense of nostalgia. It was over three years ago now, that I graduated, and sometime before that I realized that not much was going to change when I did. I always imagined growing up that I would have a job right out of college. I don't know if I am supposed to blame tv, my parents, or just my silly naivety, but that obviously is not what happened.
I haven't felt down about it in a long time. Even though friends of mine, with more targeted majors, have gone on and gotten real jobs where they use their degrees and get paid more money than me. Somehow I had been avoiding the feeling of doom when you realize your life is not going quite as planned.
This year fall brought with it the doom I had been avoiding for so long. It maybe creeped up on me slowly throughout the spring and summer, and maybe its only August and fall is still two months away. But the kids are back in school now, and I am back where I was six years ago, except for the one small difference being my bachelors degree. So changes have to be made. Dreams have to be realized. Wisdom teeth should probably get pulled. But looking back, this is not what this blog was supposed to be about.
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