You’d think that I’d be stressing about my four consecutive tests next week starting tomorrow, but…I’m not. Oh, sure I am, in some sort of subspace consciousness way out there, but it’s far away enough that all I feel is empty and sad. Stress and Empty are not the same thing, however many times they may come together at the same time. For example, I just calculated my Science class grade, and all I feel is emptyness. Not stress, emptyness. (happyness, nyceness, prettyness,)
So, as I look outside my nook window and squint at the very blue sky above me, I wonder if school is really all that important. Sure, if you don’t do well, you don’t go to a good college, you don’t get a good job, you can’t support yourself and etc., but you still have to wonder sometimes if you should really let it consume you like most people (but most people can’t stand to explain to themselves that they really are obsessed with school).
Just a thought.
~of sadness, emptyness, happyness
