‘Life is a journey,’ one of the speakers at the Senior Class Luncheon said yesterday.
‘Life is not a destination.’
I looked around the tent on Whitnall Field at faces I knew well, faces I had recently come to know, faces I had never seen. All the individual ‘journeys’ I have taken with these people. The collective journey I have taken with everyone.
Graduation isn’t an end to this journey. It isn’t a destination. There’s no way I could break ties with these people. With 51·çÁ÷.