Graduating college is weird. Graduating high school was also weird, but it was safe. I knew what I would be doing with the next four years of my life: I would be living in Greeley, Colorado studying theatre at the end of which I would have a degree and start my life. It seemed so far away. Four years is a long time.
But four years is gone and I’m left with now. Now I have my degree. Now I have an internship guaranteed for only six months. Now the large cavern of life is yawning expansively before me.
I don’t know what freaks me out more, that I am old enough to have a college degree or that I am about to step into the world of adult employment where survival is based solely on my own knowledge and instincts. I feel that I can now fully appreciate why there are 40-year-olds living in their mother’s basements.
But living in my parents’ basement is not good for me. It’s not what I went to college for. And, if I may delve into the cliche for a moment, I was meant for bigger things.
I’m not saying I’ll be famous one day, or that I’ll even be as financially comfortable as my parents are now (seriously, they are superheroes in that department) But I do need to go out into the world and make my own way. It’s character building, I am ready even if I don’t feel it, and I can be successful on my own. I only need the opportunity to try.
Now is the time I move out to a different state and start my internship. Now is when I start building my resume and reputation so that I can be successful in the theatrical world. Now is when I start taking life for all it’s meant to be and become what my parents have raised me to be, using the tools UNC has provided. Because that’s what this degree is; it’s a tool. It’s not the end of the line by any means. My degree a building block. Something I can point to and show people what I am trained in, where my knowledge lies, and all the experiences I’ve accumulated.
I’m simultaneously terrified and excited to start my adult life. I’ve had phenomenal training to where I feel comfortable in taking that first step toward that cavern of life, confident that there’s a bridge somewhere to help me get across.
Now. Now starts today.
UNCO Theatre Arts Graduate