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I just woke up, and I'm running later than usual because my alarm didn't go off. Maybe that will mean that I will get to SCSU on time instead of half an hour early. This is the reason why I'm not rushing.
Last night, I found a bag of cookie mix, so I made double chocolate cookies and sat down to watch Homeless Man. I hadn't seen it in a while, so it really touched me. Every time I watch that movie, I get struck by the fact that "I don't belong here." I truly don't. I've never felt like I've really belonged anywhere. I'm not being a whiney child trying to get friends through pity. I've felt a kinship with people, but I've never really felt like anywhere is home. (The closest I've come is probably Boston.) That's OK, though, because this place isn't my home and spending my life trying to make it a heaven on earth is fruitless. That's what King Solomon did, and he died a bitter old man. I honestly don't think that God has it in the cards for me to sit behind a desk in an office earning a ludicris amount of money while simultaneiously being eaten up by the greed monster. Every time I sit and listen and truly get honest with God, He calls me overseas. But how do I get there? How does being at Northeastern help me get there? These are the things I don't know.
Last night, I found a bag of cookie mix, so I made double chocolate cookies and sat down to watch Homeless Man. I hadn't seen it in a while, so it really touched me. Every time I watch that movie, I get struck by the fact that "I don't belong here." I truly don't. I've never felt like I've really belonged anywhere. I'm not being a whiney child trying to get friends through pity. I've felt a kinship with people, but I've never really felt like anywhere is home. (The closest I've come is probably Boston.) That's OK, though, because this place isn't my home and spending my life trying to make it a heaven on earth is fruitless. That's what King Solomon did, and he died a bitter old man. I honestly don't think that God has it in the cards for me to sit behind a desk in an office earning a ludicris amount of money while simultaneiously being eaten up by the greed monster. Every time I sit and listen and truly get honest with God, He calls me overseas. But how do I get there? How does being at Northeastern help me get there? These are the things I don't know.