wounded warrior

A fellow journeyman struggling to rediscover his first love. These are my tears, my wounds, my struggles, and my questions. May, as the saints of old have said, they be the tools other's lives are built on.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

College grads still pee their pants

I will have been a college grad for a month this week. Nothing that exciting. Just everyday life....with a lot more expectations. Every time I turn around I am hearing from family, friends, and even myself that I need to be "doing something" with my degree. What exactly does "doing something" mean? If it means peeing ones pants, then I succeed. Twice since I graduated I have peed my pants...twice. Life looks a little different with a little puddle between the legs. It's hard to be confident, present yourself well, and give a good first impression. Your a little more humble, I little less cocky. You realize that truly nothing has changed. You make the same silly mistakes as everyone else. Bad days still happen and worse days are yet to come. If I have wisdom to offer graduates, it's pee with confidence, and if you get a little on you, it only means you are human...there is still time to put on the "I am better than the 100 other people applying for this job and this is why" face. You can do it tomorrow...after you dry yourself off.

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