The school year is coming to an end. The only reason I know this is because a coworker has two daughters, one of which is graduating from high school. I think I may also be suffering from some sort of subconscious nostalgia. It was around this time ten years ago that I graduated from high school. That whole time I kept thinking to myself: “Man, it’s going to be great to breeze through college, get a degree, get a good job and life will be so much less stressful”.
I liked high school a lot more than most of my college experience. College was a tough time for me. I couldn’t figure out what I wanted to study or what I wanted to do with my life. I thought it was going to be a great experience. I was really excited in May of 1994 – my life was about to change drastically and I was going to embark on some new and fun adventures. Those next four years were a big let down. I can only blame myself though. The best thing that happened to me was when I met Elise. I was still with my ex-girlfriend at the time but even just having met Elise as an acquaintance seemed to change my life. Devine intervention. Fate. I knew things were going to change. And they did.
I’ve always liked May. It reminds me change. School would end for the summer and I would try to squeeze as much nothing into my vacation before I started a new chapter in my life. I wish I could go back in time and find myself preparing for graduation. I’d take Elise with me this time.