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I’ve surrounded myself with walls to block out the distracting spring. Logic, instead, is what I’ve tried to concern myself with, but with every twist and turn it makes I find myself more uninterested in cold propositions. It may be, I am thinking, that paradox is the only truly viable means of conveying information, that precluding the possibility of any concrete solution may be the only way to dodge the inevitably failing sky. (No matter how many premises we build, they will never hold it up indefinitely.)
So should I go outside and enjoy the spring air, or should I stay inside and attempt not to disappoint my professor any more than I already have by failing to turn in assignments? It is difficult to make a decision between these two when one the one hand I am filled with affection for the teacher, and on the other, I believe the only good student is the one who throws his work aside to learn from the spring.
So should I go outside and enjoy the spring air, or should I stay inside and attempt not to disappoint my professor any more than I already have by failing to turn in assignments? It is difficult to make a decision between these two when one the one hand I am filled with affection for the teacher, and on the other, I believe the only good student is the one who throws his work aside to learn from the spring.