Well, after two and some change years I have decided to take up blogging once again. Spurred on by family, friends and the monster that lives in my desk drawer, I have decided that I don't care if nobody is reading: I want to blog. So welcome back, nobody, welcome back to the mind of a recent college graduate with no job, little career prospects, an undesirable degree, mediocre grades and a whole lot of optimism!
The world today, sadly, is almost as bad economically as it was when I last posted on this blog (about the economy) and improvement- while likely on the horizon- seems to be some time away. Nonetheless I am here to bring you all the news that is fit to type, or all the news I feel like sharing. Right now, I have become engrossed in the web site Reddit.com which has satisfied my need to constantly be bombarded with random information, poorly drawn comics, pictures of cats and mountains of laughter. Previously, the "entire internet" was the source of inspiration for my blog posts but now it seems Reddit may end up being the main source. Despite this I am going to try to keep things interesting by making rambling posts about my opinions rather than simply sharing relatively useless information.
Today I have one opinion to share and it is a simple one: The Beatles work can provide inspiration for any circumstance in one's life. Having graduated from college just two days prior to this post, I am feeling tremendous pressure, tremendous sadness and extreme fear for my future. Despite this, I can only think of Paul McCartney singing in "You Never Give Me Your Money" the first song in the epic B-side Medley on Abbey Road.
"Out of college, money spent. See no future, pay no rent. All the moneys gone, nowhere to go. Any jobber, got the sack. Monday morning, turning back. Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go. But oh that magic feeling, nowhere to go. Oh that magic feeling, nowhere to go. Nowhere to go."
Monday, May 9, 2011
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I'd like to add another relevant Beatles lyric to the mix:
ReplyDeleteBut listen to the
color of your dreams
It is not living
It is not living
Or play the game
existence to the end
Of the beginning
Of the beginning...