My first year at UK was a blast. I was so green in my youth
when I first came here that every opportunity and experience was golden to me.
As I sit here writing this, however, I realize that though I clung to my fresh
start at first I was slowly letting it go. I was re-experiencing the world and
it was amazing, but deep down I knew it couldn’t stay that way. So I soon found
myself doing the same thing over and over again. My loss in vigor was upsetting
and I felt the new me grieving. But in the end I suppose everything that was
once new becomes old, like dawn too day….and that nothing new could stay that
way.
My inspiration for this was Robert Frost’s: Nothing gold can
stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
As if it wasn’t already really obvious…
