...scholarship more and more turns away from a primitive impression of existence; there is nothing to live through, nothing to experience, everything is finished, and the task of speculative thought is to rubricate, classify, and methodically order the various categories of thought. One does not love, does not have faith, does not act; but one ( Read more... )

Came across this poem, seemed to say something to me.
Well, to be more precise, it made me a bit uncomfortable. But I suppose in a good way? I feel like I'm being called out on...something.

“To Love Life ( Read more... )

I really, genuinely hate being a student sometimes. Having all these obligations and deadlines, usually ones I have to skip sleep to meet. Unfortunately it's all I'm good for, so I suppose I had better just suck it up and drink some redbull.

Good weekend. Bad ending ( Read more... )

I made the mistake of taking an early evening nap, and now I am wide awake at two in the morning.
Got baked and watched Dr. Strangelove today. It was sooo good. Peter Sellers was incredible, imho ( Read more... )

My first paper of the year was handed back today. An A is definitely better than I expected, considering it was a last minute composition and I forgot to cite anything. Perhaps this bodes well for the rest of the semester ( Read more... )

It was a beautiful morning.

I'm back at school now, and it has been alright. Classes are more intellectually stimulating than any I've had, as far as I can recall ( Read more... )

I've had such a great week ( Read more... )

This is such a nice morning. My family is out, my dog is sleeping. I rolled up a smidgeon of tea, just enough to enjoy this song and my now tidy bedroom. This has been a humbly glorious start to the day.