As you get older you start realizing how much time you have wasted in your youth. This realization can easily make you feel depressed and anxious. Why didn’t I learn to play the guitar? Why didn’t I read all of those books? It’s a very difficult feeling to shake. You start making new goals and new promises to yourself. You imagine all you can accomplish if you just buckle down, starting today. You tell yourself there is still time.
Unfortunately sometimes it is too late. Sometimes your window of opportunity has closed. Sometimes you have no choice but to give up on a dream, a goal, or even a legacy.
I thought it was a bunch of mumbo-jumbo. A magical power holding together good and evil? The Dark Side? The Light? The crazy thing is, it’s true. All of it. The Jedi? They’re real.
There are some things in life that are indescribable. One of the most endearing effects that a movie can have on us is how they make us feel, for that is how we truly measure what they mean to us and how much we enjoy them as an audience. Maybe that sounds a little corny, but being corny is one of the time-honored traditions in Hollywood. The frenzy that surrounds the release of a new Star Wars movie is another one.
As I sit here and at long-last share my opinion on Star Wars: The Force Awakens, it’s important to keep this in mind. I will analyze and critique the film to the best of my ability, but one thing I could never do justice to is describe the overwhelming feeling of joy I had while once more returning to a galaxy far, far away. It’s more than just nostalgia or the emergence of my inner-child. It’s the kind of feeling that takes place when you are experiencing something you know that you’ll remember forever, and so I could never accurately convey to you in words what that’s like. You just have to live it for yourself.
I lived it. I still have the smile on my face to prove it.
“You really should think about doing it.”
The story behind the formation of Pegboards isn’t really that unique, nor is it particularly exciting. Why would anyone want to know how a blog that is as inactive as this one came to be? More importantly, why would I want to write about that? The answer is a cliche, but an appropriate one: sometimes you have to go back to move forward.
It was 2013 and I was attending a psychology workshop at Auraria Campus. Seeing as it was spring break and the last place in the world I wanted to be was school, I was feeling a little out of sorts. This sensation only heightened when I got a text message from Kevin that revealed those words. “You really should think about doing it.” This was preceded by numerous other texts all containing a similar message. At that time, Mile High Report was hiring new writers to cover all things Broncos and Kevin was trying to talk me into applying. I resisted. He persisted. We both insisted!