This Lettuce Looks Like Harrison Ford

I talked with an old friend yesterday. He's buying his first house - its for his wife, child, and any future members of his family.

He told me how he was thinking to himself the other day that all he wanted to do was grab a backpack and GO! - just like Brandon.

I have lived a life that most people in this world only dream about.

The streets are calling my name. I know I have to think about the future now, but I just want to disappear. I want to beg on the streets of San Francisco and walk from Santa Cruz, California to San Jose, Costa Rica. Conformity is taking its toll. I am not challenged in the least bit this semester. Balancing a job and a paltry five classes is like clockwork.

Life has lost its luster. I yearn to drop out of civilization and live from day to day. Conformity has me in her cold grips now. I must finish school. I must keep making goals. I must keep progressing.

Good lord, I think its time I do something crazy and unexpected.

San Francisco

I made it through my first seminar this week. I think the main difference between State education and the seminar I attended is rather striking. State education attempts to tell me what is wrong with the world, while this seminar explained why the world is suffering and how to go about making it a better place.

I am definitely looking forward to the FEE seminar on history next week. I expect to gain new insights on how our society, and the world in general, has arrived at such a sorry state of affairs.

Aside from this, I was good to see my old friend Marcos, and catch up with him. He will be graduating from San Francisco State (home of the Gators!) this December, and I am very proud of him. Also, I get to see an old friend pursue his lifelong passion for theatre on Saturday night.

The only thing missing is that huge chunk in my heart from not being able to wake up next to my love, Anna Louise Gammelgard, every single morning. She is the light that radiates my soul from the moment I wake to the second I fall asleep.