... Or not. Lately I’ve needed to express my general distaste for a number of things, but if I really look at things, I personally don’t have a whole lot to complain about. I am fortunate in many ways, but since these are not problems I don’t really concern myself over them. But I do need to consider.
So let’s see what we have...
- I’m a great deal less messed up than I was just five years ago... or even three years. After a couple decades of depression, suicide attempts and a succession of ruined academic false starts, I seem to have reached the point where I’m sane more often than not.
- I am, at this point in my life, doing what I want to. I get to go to school and study something fascinating and challenging. I can’t ask for much more than to have something so rewarding as my vocation.
- I have, despite a propensity toward self-absorption, managed to collect and maintain solid friendships. The more I look around, I realise this is no small feat and is probably the one thing that has kept me from being a total and complete loser. Not bad as saving graces go.
- I seem to have a passle of talents. I’m creative and expressive. I have a knack for spacial visualization that surprises me. I have, in many cases, fine detail visual and auditory recall. I can actually /do/ higher math and do it well.
That’s all I can think of just now, but it’s a pretty good list. So as we head into the next year, be glad you’re alive, be glad you can care enough about something to get angry.
Until next time folks... the regularly schedualed rants will return.