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So I'm sitting here and it's 3:31am. I've just been starring at my wall for the past 3 hours. I have 1 1/2 papers to write, and I just can't write. I don't plan on sleeping tonight. I'm not that tired anyways. I'm just thinking about high school and middle school. Not in the nostalgic way, but in the reflection sort of way. What am I doing here? I want to go somewhere I've never been. It doesn't have to be exotic, or particularly pleasant, just different.
I closed my eyes and pointed to a map. I want to move to Tremonton, Utah and open a bookstore.
Don't get me wrong, I love UMass, and I love Lynn, I'm just feeling frustrated and stuck. Maybe I should join the peace corps.
"...But when it comes to human beings, the only type of cause that matters is final cause, the purpose. What a person had in mind. Once you understand what people really want, you can't hate them anymore. You can fear them, but you can't hate them, because you can always find the same desires in your own heart."
I closed my eyes and pointed to a map. I want to move to Tremonton, Utah and open a bookstore.
Don't get me wrong, I love UMass, and I love Lynn, I'm just feeling frustrated and stuck. Maybe I should join the peace corps.
"...But when it comes to human beings, the only type of cause that matters is final cause, the purpose. What a person had in mind. Once you understand what people really want, you can't hate them anymore. You can fear them, but you can't hate them, because you can always find the same desires in your own heart."