Escape

The dewy breeze glides through my hair.
The sun smiles at me; I smile back.
I close my eyes and escape.
Solitude. Freedom. Release.
With myself, alone, for a minute.

The world is on mute.
The only sound is of each slow, soothing breath.
Each one more calming than the last.
My time, my moment.
For me.

White Dress Dreams

It is interesting how..as a twenty-something woman, I, like many in my demographic, have spent years with vivid dreams for that perfect day. The perfect, white dress. The elaborately constructed 5 tier cake. The aroma of fresh, sweet, precisely placed bouquets of flowers. And the soothing hum of Canon D echoing in the backdrop.

The fantasy continues for years. But, are these merely fantasies after all? When it is time to begin the process of picking the "perfect, white dress", deciding who should share your day with you and countless hours of when, where and why's; is it the same as in those dreams? Is the wedding of your "dreams" something that is tangible or   even desirable?  Do these fantasies set young women up for disappointment and expectation?

Post-Grad

It's interesting how, while in college, you have this view that once  that firm, rigid piece of paper touches your fingers, the world of opportunity also lays within your grasp. Anything is possible. All jobs are readily available and seeking your acceptance. That people will be racing to your doorstep or leaving message after message on your brand-new Blackberry. That your "Inbox" will always have reached maximum capacity. Where do we come up with this fantastical expectation?

The truth IS - this is untrue. When your "career" since age 4 has been to get good grades and go to college, afterwards you almost have to start fresh. This is the reality. What is life really life "post-grad"? How often do things just fall into place?