Oh what I’d give to be you again
A head full of dreams, none down the drain
Back then, Mendota was lively as far as eyes could see
The sight of roadside bunnies left me in glee
The possibilities were endless and stress barely existed
As I achieved things that were unprecedented
I was not swallowed in the sea of thousands
Nor did I feel stranded on an island
I found fun company in my dorm neighbors
I sought solace in these pages, devoted myself to this paper
My zenith came at the end of fall
We were hurtling towards 2020; I thought I could have it all
But then came the pandemic that cut it all short
Destroying the foundations of my sturdy fort
Mendota stopped serving as a lively sign of boundless dreams
A dark silence replaced the joyful screams
Two years on, I have finally made something of the ruins
The ups and downs have followed like inseparable, squabbling twins
The silence is now broken by faint sounds of a glorious past
As I enter my final year, I hope it lasts
But I still struggle to shake the what ifs
So I say, don’t let fear ever leave you stiff
Make the most of every minute
Go out and live a little, push your limits
Oh what I’d give for a kiss of youth
To go back in time with these truths
I’ve got one final year to put it to the test
As I give this wisdom to you, I wish you all the very best.
Anupras Mohapatra is a former opinion editor for The Daily Cardinal and currently serves on the Editorial Board. He is a senior double majoring in Computer Science and Journalism.