Just came home from dinner tonight with the summer work crew at the bookstore I am interning at for the summer – booksellers and interns, the whole tamale. One of the booksellers has only been in Athens for seven weeks. Originally from Arkansas, he visited a friend in Athens, ended up staying five days, then ended up getting a job. He unknowingly lived in the same dorm as another one of the booksellers at Belmont College. The two of them are presumably five years my senior. A hefty portion of the meal was spent talking to two fellow interns and English majors, the three of us wide-eyed and ogling as we discussed places we wanted to visit.
Then there was the double major-double minor girl who is obsessed with Disney princesses, and the English Ph.D. student with red lips.
It didn’t take long to come to the realization that eighty percent of the table had no idea what to do with their lives. One intern could not see past a two year stint in the Peace Corps. Another said she spontaneously signed up for the LSAT yesterday because she was freaking out about graduating in December.
So I suppose all this is to say that I am looking forward to working with some like-minded individuals this summer. They seem both befuddled and befuddling. But they all seem like the people who like their life wrapped up with some depth and wonder.