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Today was the first day of classes, and this semester is shaping up to be very busy. I'm taking two English classes: one on 18th century novels and our perception of truth in literature, the other on literature written after traumatic events. Then there's a history class about ancient Athens, Environmental Policy, Planning, and Politics, and Spanish 4. So I'm busy on the academic front. I'm also an assistant-assistant editor(i.e. everyone's bitch) for the paper. I was under the impression that all I had to do was edit what came into the office, not actually find stories and assign them to students. Turns out I have to do both, and I looked like an idiot at the first meeting. To do my job, I have to know what my job is, and I wish someone had made my responsibilities clear before getting me into this. Anyway, it's going to be fun, and the people I'm working with are really interesting. So there's that, plus the job I'd quit if it didn't pay so well, plus fencing, plus the gym. Plus Jay moving to Boston, which I'm tired of people making a big deal out of. Deep down, I know it's something big, but it has very little to do with me. Moving is Jay's decision, not mine, and no, we aren't any more serious than if he were in Statesboro. I feel like the assumptions everyone is making about our relationship are a long way from the truth, but I understand why they make them. The situation looks like something it's not.
Anyway, I like being in the city again. Crowds of busy people that I'll never know make me feel anonymous. Ipseity blends into something collective, and I don't know how to describe the feeling except to say that it's the opposite of being alone on top of a mountain or the middle of the ocean. It's comforting, but sad somehow too. Resigned. And just as lonely.
Anyway, I like being in the city again. Crowds of busy people that I'll never know make me feel anonymous. Ipseity blends into something collective, and I don't know how to describe the feeling except to say that it's the opposite of being alone on top of a mountain or the middle of the ocean. It's comforting, but sad somehow too. Resigned. And just as lonely.