Never Let Me Go The Distance

I think the title of this blog really speaks to what a lot of us mid-twenty-somethings begin to face, as we've been working for a while, or are beginning a career after arduous schooling, or are realizing that we're not fresh-out-of-college anymore.  We're at a point where we feel compelled to do something impactful in this world, or to at least try to be productive, despite our desires to not.  There was an article in the NYTimes recently that talked about the twentys as a new stage in development, but maybe this new stage of uncertainty and dissatisfaction is really bred from the era we were born from, from baby boomers who wanted to do everything for their children, and in turn, gave us a sense of false security and entitlement.  And maybe when we find out that the world is not the oyster we imagined it to be, we are disappointed.  Disappointed that things don't just come easily and work themselves out, but that we have to work them out.  That we won't all be able to make a real impact the way we wanted to, but we have to find a way to still do something that makes us feel as though we're doing something meaningful.

There's a passage in Never Let Me Go that evokes the sentiment that we're left behind in a changing world, that we're fighting for our hopes and dreams, asking the world never to let us go.  Maybe the only way to do that is to try to go the distance.