The plight of a twenty-something is a tumultous tundra, of blood and plunder.

Adults no longer surround him, but he is expected to be at their level, and depraved of collegiate apathy.

The expansion of one's comfort zone is not pleasant. it is a brazen gauntlet of steep challenges and unlit oppurtunity. But at times, it is infinitely rewarding. In an age where upward mobility is has become the new Big Brother, the cherished times with good fellows is shorter than it was 40 years ago. But it has also more been more open to the creative energies of man, than any other time in history.

These energies mainfest themselves in the times of complete pause. At the times when you don’t expect anything. When you don’t seek anyone. And when your wants are absent, this is when the universe aligns.

I long believed, since leaving college, that the best days of my life were over. But the longer I live here, the more I think that the best is yet to come.

Regardless my state of mind, I possess an insatiable lust for happiness and comfort - All of which I find here.

I can stay awake at night, smiling. Trying to recount what happened during the day that made it what it was. Why that smile won’t dissolve into something else.

Strategies only complicate life. They deny the pleasures that yield most painfully to order.

The longer you wait, the harder things become. Until that flashbulb instant, wherein clarity arises. The dichotomy of chance and destiny becomes a single unit.

These moments transcend time. They cannot be estimated in numbers. They are the product of audacity and chance.

And when these moments come to fruition, I can rest.