“Today”

These few years flew by. Yesterday was hopeful conversations with the office of admissions. Tomorrow is filled with congratulations and the relief of graduation. But today? Silence born of ignorance in response to the daily inquisition: what should I do? Futures looming overhead fellow students like rain clouds eager to burst. Stressful repetition dulls the knives of ambition. We yearn more for rest than we hope for success. Now the once lively vision is blurred like windshields in the rain Still, we endure though prone to complain the stories of those before have kept us reassured that when we step beyond these familiar halls the world will have reserved a place for us all.