Dedicated to my best friend, Megan, whose experiences abroad are dawning
As young girls,
We watched movie princesses
Moving with the precision of
A Degas dancer
And singing with the musicality of
A Julliard graduate.
We aspired to be like them
In our sparkly “glass” heels
And tulle ball gowns.
Then the time came
When we realized that
Teenage boys could be beasts
And the 2001 Pontiac
Passed down in the family
Wasn’t Cinderella’s carriage.
(Poor Clunker, never stood a chance).
But, we made do with reality
And still kept our hopes high
To one day
Marry Prince Charming
And live happily ever after.
College doesn’t exactly prove to be
An “Once upon a time”,
More like
An “Once upon a hell hole”
During which
Thousands of all-nighters
And thousands in savings
Are pulled.
Despite its notoriety to
Induce stress and hangovers,
We face it,
Waiting for what Belle called
“Adventure in the
Great wide somewhere”.
Most of us
Are trying to find
Just where that is.
However, you’re off
To that somewhere, my friend,
Officially swapping
Your plastic heels
And dress-up gowns
For black walking boots
And wool-lined leggings.
Be part of that
Long coveted world,
As Ariel advised.
And, live that fantasy
To the fullest,
Coming back with
A thousand tales of
Enchanted European lands.
Most importantly, friend,
Welcome out of the fog
Into to the dawn.