I don't really know why I'm here.
Partly because it's 9am and everything is covered in a layer of ice but none of my classes have been cancelled and I'm looking for ways to kill time before the busses start running again.
Mostly because of
homgsh I got 3 hours of sleep last night and now I have class until 5pm.
It's not that I'm not excited about Spring semester.
It's not that switching majors sucks because you lose all the familiar faces.
It's just that I don't feel like I'm doing what I ought to be doing with my life.
I've just been feeling so uncomfortably complacent.
And then last night I met Dan Smith and I feel like everything has changed for me.
My perspective just keeps changing.
I can barely keep up.
I should go shower and find a pair of shoes with actual treads so I don't break myself on my way to class.
You, if anyone is even reading this, should
go listen to/watch this.