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Thursday, February 03, 2005

 

Questions not worth pondering, actually
On my way up to Evanston last weekend I went off on a tirade about the lack of structure, synthesis, or any sort of overarching narrative in my life. I feel like I’m in the montage scene in a movie, random events are happening, I’m looking stressed out and earnest and there’s a sense of vaguely working towards something, but then we never get to the end to see what all that work was for. Is this it? Is living and being relatively happy and free of major responsibilities the point of being in your early/mid 20’s? Does the fact that I can freely pose this question mean that I’m a spoiled brat?

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