enough

2015

3D printer, waxed string, beads

As Berkeley students, we are so busy, we don't have time to spell things out.
In a single morning, I walk to campus past the GBC to my class in VLSB, then go to FSM for lunch or hit the RSF. I've worked at the BSFC and go to meetings with the CSSA.
My life at Cal has been one giant acronym. Not a single day goes by that I don't see a new one I've never heard of before. Some of them are practical, helping us keep our conversations succinct as we rush from place to place. But some surpass the threshold of practicality, harder to pronounce than the individual words themselves.
BJGLJ. 
SFFWW. 
AAPIHRG-S.
(these are real)
Combinations like these seem more like a secret code than any sort of informative label.
For anyone outside of Cal, these letters are like a foreign language. But to the students, they define our identity and signify our pride in the groups we choose. They mark of what matters most in our college experience.
I choose to “wear my letters” as derived through a poem by David Whyte, which has stayed in the back of my mind throughout college:
These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here. This opening to life
We have refused
Again and again
Until now.
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