Don't burst my bubble

We all look at graduation as the gateway to freedom... the light at the end of the tunnel, a way out. When in reality... its actually just a doorway into an even longer tunnel, that we have a lot less control of.
Today in class we used photos to analyze our own personal feelings and thoughts about our life after college. I had one photo that really stood out.
A little boy looking eagerly ip to a bubble that he made. It almost looked like he was waiting for it to become more, to get bigger... when in reality, the chances of it popping are pretty high.

To me, that symbolized our life after school. We can look at life from a optimistic point of view, in which we watch it grow, and we breath life into it; it can be beautiful and full of potential... but depending on what we do and how we treat it, determines how big it gets and how long it survives.

the naiive look on the boys face was beautiful to me. to have so much hope and want something to work out so bad that it just makes your face glow... thats what we all look like as young prospects looking to head out into the nitty gritty world of business. We are full of potential and ready to be the best we can. We just can't let someone or something burst our bubble.