they are the playground, the spaces in which we deepen connections at particular times, engage in see-saw merry-go-round interactions that teach us life lessons and wake us up like crazy dreams to the reality that we're still not done learning.
it's 10pm and i'm so tired of learning and yet i can't get enough which is part of why i'm here sitting in this apartment pondering education in its various forms and wondering what it could feel like to be done, knowing all the while that it'll never be over...and that that's okay.
strange. God's pretty crazy...i'd be done with me by now if i were him...
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