newface
lots of strange thoughts on the brain these days… i feel like i’m living in a joan didion novel. feeling as if i’m in a state of arrested development, or even worse, digressional development. can’t decide about pursuing the phd. so many strong urgings not to, yet still incorrigibly in love with philosophy. though disillusioned. can philosophy really be efficacious? does that even matter? i need a job, but i’m tired of having jobs i hate. wishing i had the funds to go to california, i think a glimpse of the ocean might do me well now.
2 years ago