Right now, I would like nothing more than to study languages and history and people, and have a smooth life which does NOT involve sequestering myself away from all of humanity in order to do well.
But then I have to ask myself if this is just the result of a long, tiring day, or is it a constant? Am I just wanting to opt out of something I would love because it is too hard in this moment, or is it really a sign that I should not be studying this?
I was sitting in Physics on last wednesday, and the professor was talking about how if you want answers like "what does it mean to be human", or "why am I here", you should be in philosophy, but if you want answers to questions like "why does a leaf fall to the ground", or "what is the total mass in the galaxy," you should be in Physics.
Want to know a secret? I despaired in that moment, because I realised that I wanted to know about what it means to be human now. I don't want to learn about what happens when a human falls off a cliff, when I don't even know what makes a human!
I'd like to find out if I ought to be taking these classes before the workload kills me, please.
(why can't I just travel the world, meet people, explore, and live life? Why school? Why pointless jobs? Stupid rules!)
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