It has been a long tiring day of abusing and neglecting the air that I have been so blessed to carry within my little lungs, on so much nonsense. However, before this goes any further into what is sure to be a dramatic rant, I must acknowledge and truly, madly, deeply thank those who continue to hear it. You are wonderful.
I think the saying goes something like, “Life isnt meant to be endured, it is meant to be lived.” Something along those lines. Leading up to May and graduation, the day in which I finally get that piece of paper signed by someone I’ve never met, declaring I graduated from college for doing something, it has been a misfortune to watch others and myself merely surviving. This is not to be mistaken for living. Yes, I understand that you make the choice to either look at the glass half full or half empty or what the fuck ever. But my glass of moscato can only be refilled so many times until I have to move on, grab another bottle (box in my case) and hydrate with another delicious wine before I dehydrate. In other words, go get more wine. Go taste life and the rest of the flavors out there. I cant sip on the same bullshit I am given at this fine house o’ learnin day in and day out.
Print it. Sign it. Hand it over. Send me the bill.