|The Opposite of Loneliness by Marina Keegan, a reminder
to nurture hope, creativity, and a love for life.
Marina Keegan’s story is a tragic one: five days after graduating from Yale with great prospects ahead of her – including a job at the New Yorker and a play to be produced at the New York International Fringe Festival – Keegan was involved in a fatal car accident.
“What we have to remember is that we can still do anything. We can change our minds. We can start over…We can’t, we MUST not lose this sense of possibility because in the end, it’s all we have”.
I want to watch Shloe’s movies and I want to see Mark’s musicals and I want to volunteer with Joe’s non-profit and eat at Annie’s restaurant and send my kids to schools Jeff’s reformed and I’m JUST SCARED about this industry that’s taking all my friends and telling them this is the best way for them to be spending their time. Any of their time. Maybe I’m ignorant and idealistic but I just feel like that can’t possibly be true. I feel like we know that. I feel like we can do something really cool to this world.
I think we can all pick up something of our own human spirit in Keegan’s writing, as in “Song for the Special”:
I’m so jealous. Laughable jealousies, jealousies of everyone who might get a chance to speak from the dead. I’ve zoomed out my timeline to include the apocalypse, and, religionless, I worship the potential for my own tangible trace. How presumptuous! To assume specialness in the first place. As I age, I can see the possibilities fade from the fourth-grade displays: it’s too late to be a doctor, to star in a movie, to run for president. There’s a really good chance I’ll never do anything. It’s selfish and self-centered to consider, but it scares me.
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