My fun, but hectic life

Looking like i just jumped out of bed i got onto the bus Nr 1 to Roodeport. The bus was almost empty, but supplied a man sleeping peacefully and a familiar face with seats. I happily dragged my exhausted feet over to Lynn Mugwise, the girl who manages to make half the world laugh, and the rest of the world smile! We chattered away like we do, and it turned into one of those hope-filled, psyched, we-both-talk-at-the-same-time, joy bringing conversations. Lynn is going to be a cool, popular, french speaking, wine sipping, accent dropping student in France in a year. Yeah that's right. We discussed how different our paths will be after Graduation, and how some will work, while others will go study straight away. People always inform the Graduating Flock that the "working life" is completely different from "school life", and we all nod and smile say "Yeah, I can imagine!". But can we really imagine? It is so far off. And my naive little mind tries so hard to picture a life where the daily dose of lessons, breaks, assignments, drafts, deadlines and so on do not exist - but it cannot. We are all wrapped up cozy in our cocoons, some cozier than others, knowing that life will change soon, but we have no idea how much. The change from cocoon to butterfly is dramatic. Suddenly the wings that were there all along have a purpose. It may take a while for the wings to understand why they are there, but given time, they will understand. There will be more colour, movement, a pulse to follow and (excuse the cheesiness) but an entire world to explore. We may like our secure and cozy cocoons, but something tells me we will enjoy flying a whole lot more.