Today's my last "final" (it isn't really a final at all), and I've decided to hang out in the Memorial Union for a large chunk of the day. I'm going to miss this place (and no, not just for their AMAZING chocolate chip scones). It's so relaxing in here. The ambience is lovely when writing. I've done a majority of Vanishing here . . . I'll probably end up coming here randomly during my 8 month long break to write.
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Yeah. Eight. Months. That's a long time. I was talking to Bryn the other day and they brought up the fact that I haven't had that long of a break since before starting school as a child. But it isn't even a break, is it? I'll still be tied down with all the joys of work and household chores.
I think everyone envies those who are able to get out of the cycle. Others are just content with how their life, and the lives of others, set up: Born, School, Work, Married, Kids, Retirement, Death. To be honest, I think that sounds boring. I'm going to try my hardest to do my "own thing," which isn't even my own to begin with.
Speaking of society, I've got a final now. Ciao!
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