A different kind of commencement

Adventuring rule #19: Stick with your tribe. 

Note: This was written in an Austrian apartment with goat horns on the wall on the occasion of the premiere of the final Harry Potter film. Due to limited internet access, it was not possible for me to post at the time. I personally cried and gasped through the epic installment this past Friday and am now capable of addressing the transitional event. Photo courtesy of Kendall Fedor. 

     Today and for the rest of the night, social media outlets are abuzz with excitement. I anticipate more than one sighting of the Twitter failwhale. The demographic that uses these outlets the most is the same generation filled with bittersweet joy at the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II.

     In the interest of full disclosure, I have not attended every midnight premiere of the Harry Potter films. I was eleven years old when “The Sorcerer’s Stone” was released in theatres, and if I thought I was going to dress up in dark robes to go to a movie at midnight with my friends, my parents would have informed me I had another think coming.