...And some nights are full of reflection, lit candles, and a symphony of sound...
When I departed from my suburban bubble for college, I expected a world of revolution to greet me at the ivy gates. The movie, Dead Poets Society had changed my life, and I so longed for a world full of fellow book worms, eager to unpack the meanings behind ancient words. And so on a clear night in Bloomington, my friends and I sprawled out against the quad's green grass. Taking in the stars, everything seemed to glitter with intellect, and us, so young, vivacious, and curious--we wanted to gobble up every bite of the night.
My first day of college classes I waited for someone to shout, "My Captain, My Captain," but instead I was met with girls in Daisy Dukes and boys too hungover from their first alcoholic acquaintance. I felt let down and wondered why movies would have painted such an impossible picture. By the weekend I would join their ranks and begin the acceptance that maybe I just had great expectations. College was an academic amusement park, not a pavilion resounding a scholastic symphony. What once glittered with intellect, was suddenly dulled with monotony.
I feel that now in my mid twenties, the life I had imagined is constantly evolving. My great expectations are altered daily and if I want my expectations met, well I'm the one in charge of that. Much like college, the working world is not like the movies. There is no Michael Scott, Leslie Knope, or Meredith Grey. There are simply real people who try and do the best they can, while trying not to become burnt out.
We, the millennials, grew up thinking that what we did mattered. And while it does matter, it is a humbling experience to acknowledge that it does not matter yet. We are still embarking on the journey of finding ourselves and our true calling in this sea of excel sheets, travel expenses, and happy hours. We're full of great expectations and an even greater optimism.
So while no one ever stood on their desks in college, I can assure you, that though it might be years later in an office...you will see me on mine. For we must continually push ourselves to see life through another view. Whether it's from your window or the sidewalk, one's viewpoint must become flexible through our manifested culture if we are to show the world what we have to offer. We must be agents of change and catalysts for progress.
The night before leaving for college, I watched Dead Poets Society, and I vowed to always remember this quote. For too easily we can lose sight of the end goal, or worse...we can lose hope.
"No matter what any body tells you, words and ideas can change the world."
Dead Poets Society debuted in 1989...and I don't believe in coincidence.
Let's set sail.
My captain, my captain...