i think i made a mistake with the english major. i don't write much anymore and i have no idea what i'm going to do with it. gah, why can't i be good at something that has definite, solid, safe career choices? more importantly, why can't i figure out what i want to do?? most important: why am i thinking about this at the beginning of my summer vacation...why can't i just relax??????
the future is not a result of choices among alternative paths offered by the present, but a place that is created--created first in the mind and will, created next in activity. the future is not some place we are going to, but one we are creating.
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