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"What do you want to be when you grow up?" I ask of the eighteen-year-old girl standing in front of me. She and I go way back… way back. "I have no idea," she answers, as I squint to get a better look at her. Wait a minute… she's no young girl… what's happened to her? Could three entire decades have passed since I've seen her up close? I turn to escape her aging reflection, open the bathroom door, and run down the hall, dragging my backpack-on-wheels behind me. Breathless, I collapse in a front-row seat in "Introduction to Psychology." The professor stands there smiling, waiting for the other freshmen to take their seats, silent. I look around at all the eighteen-year-old faces, so like the one I expected to see in the mirror, their eyes shining with expectation. Do my eyes still shine? Before psych class even starts, I'm hearing voices. What in the world are you doing here? And what is the meaning of life?
Posted by Katy on 08/25/01 at 04:36 PM
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