AwkwardScience

I intend to reiterate my log of personal events. This is a function I intend to keep for myself, in order to better recall events in my life. In the past year since my last journal entry I've changed in many ways. It's true I always say that, but I hope that I always can say that. Unfortunately this year is not what I was hoping it would be for me. My first year of college was full of unfolding excitement and adventure and new experience. Maybe it's part of the normal cycle but this year seems redundant and dull. I quit my stifling job at the doctor's office and am without work and took only four classes this semester which has left me wi

This is my last weekend left of this life. A life under the roof of my parents. The grass and flowers that I see through the same glass door that I've seen them for five years still nod and sway the same as always. Change is so powerful. You know? No. It's hard to wrap your head around it. Impermanence. Like the fourth dimension. Time. It is the fourth dimension. Every aspect of my childhood. . . every bug caught, every book read to me by a parent, every toy lost, every school field trip, every best friend. . . is now. . . and always will be. Past. History. Memory. Some I will retain for a lifetime. Others will doubtless be forgotten.

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