Archive for the ‘my life’ Category
I’ve wasted

so much time – I realize this now. But it took reading a recent article in The Chronicle for it to really dawn on me. In it, the author discusses the shortcomings of a humanities education, namely that it trains students to criticize exceptionally well but not much else. “In a humanities culture in which [...]
This ain’t really your life
ain’t really your life, ain’t really ain’t nothing but a movie. Repeat. Ad infinitum. Was reminded today, after reading a superb review of Thomas de Zengotita’s book Mediated, of how much my life resembles a B movie. A really, really unoriginal B movie. Thoroughly mediated. Thoroughly cliche. Can you think of any moment in your [...]
Trying
in earnest to finish up my final statement of purpose. And. I’m. Distracted. (Again.) Minus my distractable mood, I suppose I miss this. Alone, late night, good music, blinking cursor. It’s been a while. But it’s good to be back here again. Blankness. Freedom. Reflection. Bouquet is broken. It’s found on person. A threat is [...]
I have
great friends that I don’t deserve. I say this because despite how aggressively I might want to seek and create authentic connections in my life, I’m terrible at actually doing it. That ultimately means I’m terrible at cultivating friendships and giving them the attention they need to survive. It’s most likely a combination of my [...]

