Standing On the Precipice

Most of my friends are college students. Everyone in my family is involved with college. My Dad's a vice president at a college. One of my brothers has his Bachelor's in English. Another has his Bachelor's of Science in Physics. The other's an engineer aspiring to become an Aerospace designer for NASA. My brother-in-law is a recruiter for a college. So it would only follow the flow of logic to its limit when the time came that I started college. And that time has come.

Yes, you read me right. Little ol' Bassercussionist will go to his first day of college tomorrow.

I won't waste anyone's time or patience with the common "I'm nervous, but I'm excited" monologues. However, I do feel like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff with no end. I quit my job that I've had for two years, I graduated from public school (which I've attended for thirteen years), and pretty much everyone I've known is either moving away to college out of state or going on missions. So here I stand looking at the distance below me that is filled with new school, new employment, and new people.

Well, the deepness is unforgiving, and the shelf that holds me is quickly cracking and sliding away. Instead of simply slipping hesitantly and awkwardly into the abyss, I will gather myself together and dive headfirst into it.

So here I go.

Ready or not.

Here I come.