Lately I’ve been so consumed by organizing new housing, finals and looking for a summer job that I’ve come to the point in the school year where I have lost hope. I have one quiz and four papers to write this week….have I started anything, nope. I honestly want to whip out all of those papers as soon as I get them, but there are so many other distracting things to do in life (ie. Netflix). And sometimes I wonder why have I lost all motivation to attend class and question why don’t I care enough about catching up? I may not skip class for the most important reasons but it doesn’t make things like a 400 page play about pilgrims, my utmost priority. I have friends, and family and a life to figure out just like everyone else; but when does anyone get time to figure ourselves out?
We are supposed to find ourselves somewhere in between the playground and the office because of this life that generations before us lead. Our system has become so repetitive, structured, timed and manufactured that there is nothing natural left about humans the modern era. We have been stripped of expression, creativity and compassion on so many levels that majority of us are now nothing more than empty vessels waiting to be filled.
You teach yourself a lot more than society gives you credit for; be wild, impulsive and free, run with the wolves and dance barefoot in the grass, because that’s what helps our souls grow too.
Till next time,