The Life
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I've been thinking a lot about the future. What does it hold for me? What does't it hold for me? Will I ace my second try at college? Will I get married? Will I be successful at life? Will I ever haveanother job as freaking sweet as the Writng Center? And, perhaps most importantly, why am I even thinking about these kinds of things?
I guess I'll start with the last question, as it's the only one I havethe ability to answer with some degree of knowledge. I think I may have finally grew up. Yeah, I think it snuck up on me somewhere between going to school and trying to manage my bills. I think it doesn't help that I've been reading this new web comic, which seems tobe all about this guy's past. He doesn't seem to be too much older than me either. Maybe 28 at the oldest? I'm sure I could find out rather easily, I just haven't done so yet. But anyways, the point is,he's only a few years older than I am and yet he has done what I consider to be a rather big thing. He's publishing his own web comic. I would imagine it's reaching a fair amount of people, seeing as how Ifound about it about from my boss at the Writing Center who must have either met him somewhere or was told about it from someone. What the hell am I going to be doing at 28? I wish I knew.
But really, what would I do even if i did know? Like, what if somehow I had a glimpse of what my life will be like when I'm 28? Would that change the way I live? I think I almost would. Or I would like to believe I would at least. I mean, if I knew I was still alive at 28,then I could take any risk I ever wanted and it wouldn't phase me, because I knew that I wouldn't die. However, on the flip side, if I knew that my life was in shambles, that I was broke, stuck in a deadend job, and still alone, I think I would also just give up on life completely.
This of course, leads to what came first: my future or the reaction to my future? If I didn't know that my future was going to be a living hell, would I still end up living it, even if I tried my hardest to have a fantastic life? Of course, this would only be a valid argument if the future itself is unchangable. Which is a whole 'nother blog. Sorry for the tanget guys.
Peace Out.
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Then grad school sucked for us more than nearly anything we'd done before. Both of us found it to be a tremendous let-down. And honestly, without Talcott, I would have quit.
At grad school, no one was amazingly supportive of his comics or my WC stuff. But we both made it through.
I guess....what I'm trying to say is the fact that you might not know where you are going to be at 28 and that things don't always seem so great, it will get there. At least for a little while. At least this is what I tell myself. It has to get there eventually.
And nope, you'll never find another job as sweet. This is the pinnacle, my friend.
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