Like fledglings, they have to leave the nest eventually.
A few of my student workers at the university I work for have graduated last quarter and will be leaving for bigger and better things in the months ahead.
One of them landed another job and made tonight his last night. He's talented, introverted, and seems frustrated with life...and I see a lot of myself in him.
There's this trepidation in his voice--a "what do I do now?" in his conversations. I'm still figuring that out myself but I told him to never lose sight of his passions and to keep working towards his dreams whenever he can.
He excels at photography and filmmaking, revealing his subjects from the inside out.
Here's one of the films he made late last year about a transgendered college student:
Time to fly, Bartosz. May you soar far and wide.