Is there life after uni?

Is there life after uni?

Radmila Yarovaya

Laughter of 20 somethings convinced of their singularity is the most potent remedy against all things but death

Mix it with 3 part deathbed contrition 2 parts middle age appeasement 1 part teenage god complex

And you get an elixir that they themselves are dying of afraid to settle into the comfort of futures dreamers drunk on their own dreams on the inevitability of their genius of youth of the delicate glimmering substance that soaks through— filling lungs with ambrosia, drowning into daydream

Settling like dust, like freshly turned soil, like hope