Something about my last semester is so grand, and yet, I can't really find the part of me that is going to make it through. I feel a strange sense of auto-drive as I explore the possible avenues of the future. I must find my grounding, the present moment. I cannot make it through by floating in my consciousness, though it's nice to float from time to time.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
The Oddity of Schooling
Something about my last semester is so grand, and yet, I can't really find the part of me that is going to make it through. I feel a strange sense of auto-drive as I explore the possible avenues of the future. I must find my grounding, the present moment. I cannot make it through by floating in my consciousness, though it's nice to float from time to time.
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