Rant, very specificIt's not about you. This is a lecture where I am supposed to obtain knowledge, a reframing of my perspective of the way the world works.
I don't give a FUCK about your ego. You're not the main guy here. The lecturer is.
I walked up the mountain to find the wise man. I walked past creeks and forests, up rocky inclines and gravelly paths, and at the top of the mountain, I found nothing.
So I walked back, and there, in the creek, sat the wise man. I asked him, "Why are you not on top of the mountain?" "Why would I need to be there," he replied. I said, "because you need isolation for your mind to be free, right?"
The wise man smiled at me. "Young lady, everyone climbs the mountain to find me. The creek is my mountaintop."
I pondered for a moment. I said, "one more thing. If you don't want to be disturbed, how did I find you?"
The wise man smiled again. "Perhaps the creek was your mountaintop, too."
And maybe spending 30 minutes labbing a unique housestyle for every document I write and another 30 minutes consistently implementing it across every page is a waste of time, but it's fun, so whatever
I'm about 70% of the way done with my final report, but it's going a lot slower than usual because of a constant haze and subtle headache reminding me of my concussion
