Decisions
I’ve been thinking about going back to school. Honestly, I thought that part of my life was over, so when people have asked me if I ever thought about going back, I’ve always told them that I had no interest in going back to school. It always felt like a way to kill time when I didn’t know what to do with my life, and looking at it now, it still feels quite the same. I’m reluctant to go back because I think my reasoning is too half assed to truly dedicate time towards.
I struggle with the idea that I need to have a more lucrative career in order to meet some kind of imaginary perquisite necessary in order to find some form of deeper meaning in a relationship. The opposite is probably true. I’m just replacing missing parts with other missing parts hoping that they somehow fill in a missing piece of me.
I miss my sister back in London during times like this.