I find myself feeling it more and more and more now that college is starting to wind down. I've still got my nose to the grindstone but it is so weird feeling like this is it...
The world is awaiting and all I've got is a bag of wind.
Ralph Waldo Emerson pretty much sums it up...
"We are students of words: we are shut up in schools, and colleges, and recitation-rooms, for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bad of wind, a memory of words, and do not know a thing."
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