Time
I wish there were more time. I am not in anyway stressed or overwhelmed by the lack of time and my responsibilities that need tending to. These are easily kept up with. I am able to finish homework and my studies in a fraction of the time allotted. This is not the source of my lament.
I wish there were more time to become who you want to be. It seems like life is filled with so many options that I want to explore, books I want to read, people I want to get to know and somehow understand the makings behind everything. After college you begin work, and it seems to me that all learning stops in 90 percent of people. Rarely have I met an adult who is providing for a family, still avidly pursuing knowledge and truth. This disheartens me. I hope that I never become like this. I hope that I will always have the time and interest to continue exploring new subjects, and to delve deeper into those that I already think I am familiar with, but have barely brushed the surface.
I read Descartes today in philosophy class. Just an excerpt from one of his works, and I decided that I wanted to read the rest of the work. Then I began thinking about all of the other things that I wanted to do. I have a list of like 12 books that I want to read and am working through, I am trying to edit Travis's book, I have so many other things that I just want to look into. Where will I get the time to do everything I want. It is brutal, but it is also in a way inspiring. That there are so many things out there that interest me, and I believe could benefit me in some way or another. There seem to be near limitless improvements that can be made to the being which I claim to be.
Descartes is often credited with the phrase "I think therefore I am" ...but he never actually said this. His words were that he exists for as long as he is capable of thought, which for some reason inspires an odd sense of optimism in me.
I wish there were more time to become who you want to be. It seems like life is filled with so many options that I want to explore, books I want to read, people I want to get to know and somehow understand the makings behind everything. After college you begin work, and it seems to me that all learning stops in 90 percent of people. Rarely have I met an adult who is providing for a family, still avidly pursuing knowledge and truth. This disheartens me. I hope that I never become like this. I hope that I will always have the time and interest to continue exploring new subjects, and to delve deeper into those that I already think I am familiar with, but have barely brushed the surface.
I read Descartes today in philosophy class. Just an excerpt from one of his works, and I decided that I wanted to read the rest of the work. Then I began thinking about all of the other things that I wanted to do. I have a list of like 12 books that I want to read and am working through, I am trying to edit Travis's book, I have so many other things that I just want to look into. Where will I get the time to do everything I want. It is brutal, but it is also in a way inspiring. That there are so many things out there that interest me, and I believe could benefit me in some way or another. There seem to be near limitless improvements that can be made to the being which I claim to be.
Descartes is often credited with the phrase "I think therefore I am" ...but he never actually said this. His words were that he exists for as long as he is capable of thought, which for some reason inspires an odd sense of optimism in me.