Strain of Consciousness

-I find myself staring at the abyss at the precipice of change. I’ve decided not to accept last on the rung. I feel it may be arrogance, but then again what am I to expect from a masters degree from a school with no reputation except for admitting anyone with a pulse. It’s not to say that people who graduate from there are any less, I just don’t feel at home there and become overly critical not to mention miserable. I sit there and feel it’s like being back in high school. I’ve been to community colleges with better screening […]

I feel like a drunk man, stumbling through life, staying up much too late and barely able to wake when I should. The words in my mind refusing, almost, to dispense with their non-use, continue in hiding and those that do come make me sound pretentious. It’s almost as if I know these words, the ones I use, do something, they cause something but I’m almost uncertain of what exactly that is. I feel displaced and unable to speak. I walk through this new campus with an ill feeling of non-belonging. “I am here,” I think to myself. A humbling […]