Dreaming as a 10-year-old
before acceptance letters
and decision day
commencement speeches
and ceremonies
I thought of college as some mythical place
some mysterious paradise
of granted logic, satisfying meaning
somewhere of hope and possibility
which I know now doesn’t exist in full
but at least the buildings look like Hogwarts
from time to time
Funny how our perceptions are shaped about what college is, and how that changes over time as we learn reality.
I echo that! Everything was seen through rose-tinted glasses as a youngster but there are still moments when things feel magical!