The end of my Master’s is coming up quick. I’ve been sitting at my desk for hours now trying to build the inspiration to finish my thesis but nothing’s coming. I wish I could say going to UC Berkeley was a dream, but I think expecting it to be one cursed the experience. Two months away from graduating again and who knows how long ‘til I figure out what I want to do with my life.
It also doesn’t help that I habitually read and re-read a former travel buddy’s blog (cheeseandfish.wordpress.com). An engineer, he saved a couple grand then quit his job to travel the world. When we met there was an odd sense of familiarity between us. So much so we both told the same person that we see ourselves in each other. I don’t know why, but I’ve never shared this feeling of familiarity with a female. Maybe I should work on that.
I deactivated my Facebook. It’s funny how only a few years ago that sentence held more weight. I’ve been deactivated for a few days now and I’ve received no messages about my disappearance--where previously it only took a few hours for a notification to pop up on my phone. Eventually, I may wean myself from other social media, but I’m wrestling with cutting the most convenient ties to people I’ve met. I feel this incredible urge to run away, and getting disconnected seems the best way to do that right now.
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