I am in Mexico. I recognize the faults of Americans as i travel more. I recognize how privileged i am. I’ve come a long way from living in Chicago and not having hot water. Not being able to tell anyone. Still being embarrassed to discuss it with anyone. I’m about to fucking graduate in two months and it’s such a strange feeling. Do you know what it’s like to physically and intellectually surpass those you’ve grown up with? It’s quite a struggle and I wish the best for my friends. It saddens me to see shit when I go home to visit. I don’t know what to say, we don’t relate. Shit made me tough however and for that, i’m grateful. Fuck. I don’t know about post-grad life. I don’t know about next week. I dislike the system i seem to be affected by. Please suggest how I find a job, get my life together, study and graduate at the same time? Profess a transition period for the worried.
Probably just going to runaway to Costa Rica when i complete school.
Also, prayers to those affected by the missing plane.