Oriented and Growing Up
September 8th, 2001Yesterday I took some time off to be with my wife at AU. They have an Arts Management program, one of a few schools in the country to offer such a unique program, and Liz is commuting there to achieve her Masters of Fine Arts.
The get together we went to was harmless enough, just some general schmoozing and such—an orientation of sorts to get new and returning students connected with each other. However, a small venture to the cafeteria for a quick bite to eat somehow made me feel… well… ancient. I’ve only been out of school about five years, but it seemed like an eternity. The energy around me was so young and unaffected by the sobering realities of the workforce. And I thought watching TRL was bad. It didn’t help that a childhood friend of mine called a few days earlier to tell me that he and his wife are having a baby. Don’t get me wrong. I’m happy as can be for him. It just seems like yesterday that we were a couple of kids ourselves.