Been trying to read Great Expectations, but homework always makes me sleepy and naked women are better than coffee for keeping me wide awake.
Since some time yesterday I have been thinking about the duality of gender and how strange it is that we are incomplete in this world without another person. Romantic or sexual involvement with another human being is not something we have to do to sustain ourselves, seeing as how there are those who get by on a life of celibacy, but we are physically designed for it. We are bound, whether we like it or not, to the opposite sex through our complementary design. No wonder there are such feelings of inadequacy among people who do not find themselves in satisfactory relationships with others. Is this union the prime goal of our existence?
It all makes me very tired to think about it, as if I will never get to where I am going, wherever the hell that is. I had a clear path, clear goals at one point, and now I'm in college getting my degree and I don't even know what the hell for anymore. And the weird things is, I feel better off than I did before. Because I think deep down inside, no matter how good I know I am at teaching, there was always a part of me that didn't want to be a fucking teacher.
Since some time yesterday I have been thinking about the duality of gender and how strange it is that we are incomplete in this world without another person. Romantic or sexual involvement with another human being is not something we have to do to sustain ourselves, seeing as how there are those who get by on a life of celibacy, but we are physically designed for it. We are bound, whether we like it or not, to the opposite sex through our complementary design. No wonder there are such feelings of inadequacy among people who do not find themselves in satisfactory relationships with others. Is this union the prime goal of our existence?
It all makes me very tired to think about it, as if I will never get to where I am going, wherever the hell that is. I had a clear path, clear goals at one point, and now I'm in college getting my degree and I don't even know what the hell for anymore. And the weird things is, I feel better off than I did before. Because I think deep down inside, no matter how good I know I am at teaching, there was always a part of me that didn't want to be a fucking teacher.
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thanks for the advice