Sunday, May 17, 2009

Pondering the Future with a Ball of String

It's almost 11 o'clock now, my finals only a day away and I sit here with far too much on my mind to be able to focus on anything constructive. The internet is being no help at all and I find myself whisked away on whatever catches my world web eye. At this point, I feel like the helpless cat who can't help but pay attention to the piece of string being drawn across the floor knowing full well there is a full bowl of food waiting for me in the kitchen.

As the deadline for my finals approaches, I sit, thinking about my future. I know, one of the most cliche things a college kid could ever ponder but I can't help and think about how my life might turn out. I see my friends, some off at university, learning, honing their craft, gaining life experience; while other friends sit in their parent's home, jobless, relatively goalless, completely comfortable and without care. I feel an immense terror at the thought of never achieving anything of importance. Then my mind, as it often does, interrupts and questions what is "importance" and who defines it and on and on. (Though it may reside in my head, my brain does not answer to me by any means.) I know how I define importance but what separates me from those who sit and do nothing from those who take action?

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