August 17th, 2024: What It Means To Be Alive
Good morning, my dear guests. It's currently 1:20 AM as I begin writing this, and I've spent every day of the last week crying. I have been scared to death nearly every day ... of death. I think we all are on some level, but this fear has been much more active this week, perhaps after the recent realization that my graduation from college is soon. This graduation was a blip on the horizon that 5 years ago, felt like it was going to be impossible to reach. I felt like my life was going to be stuck in this house forever, stuck in this building that confines the later half of my memories to my brain and reminds me of my -- so far -- kind and quiet life. And yet, it's here. The job search is tireless and fruitless, the eyes are restless and weary, and the tension in my house has all but gone away. I have no doubt feelings like this will come at every major capstone in my life, including its inevitable ... anyways. I don't have the courage right now to approach the topic lig...
