In Marketing 1 Lecture. I’m taking it as a ‘university requirement’ so that I can graduate into the type of person the university wants me to be. It’s been awhile since I sat in such a huge lecture hall. Everyone around me looks really fresh and young; and not in the I-just-bathed way.
I wonder to myself: was I really like that four years ago? Some bright-eyed, possibly idealistic, probably cynical boy-man, yet to realize the direction which the world turns.
Skip ahead four years later. Milling around listening to the lecturer compare Windex to Clorox (Tissue Wipes), I’m a quarter-of-a-century old, and I’m questioning if my biggest achievement so far is to write some thoughts down which attempt to be quasi-poetic.
Quarter-life crisis?
