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I had a macroeconomics exam this morning, tough, yes, surprisingly so. And, yes, finishing an exam last week to study for this exam and walking out of the exam today knowing I now have to study for next week’s exam is a bit stressing. But, it’s okay, I’ve had a moment of peace just now. Walking home with a classmate, discussing how disappointed we were about our performance (though the professor assured us we weren’t really meant to finish the exam) I couldn’t wait to get home and finish solving the questions. But, I got home and simply laid down. My mind didn’t haze over in lethargy but reached clarity with a rapid, sequential analysis of people I had interacted with (in some form) recently.

I recalled exchanging smiles with a young lady riding her bike to class up the hill behind my apartment complex and wondered where her mind was at. Was she challenging herself to a new personal best biking time up the acclivity? Worried about possibly leaving the stove on after breakfast this morning? Replaying events that unraveled the day, week, month before? Or just stuck in beautiful free association.

I recalled the man with a fast walking pace that didn’t bother waiting for the traffic lights to tell him “it’s okay to cross the street”. Why was he in such a hurry? A meeting, perhaps? Was he just trying to walk with a purpose because that’s how we should all walk (traveling aimlessly is for dreamers anyways)? Maybe he was caught in an idea and was keeping time the evolution of his thought process.

I don’t know the answers, but I know I haven’t bothered to concern myself with such thoughts for a few weeks now. I know, that as I thought of these people (and of others), as I thought of what drove them I left the self-prescribed calamity of Me and was at peace.

If a computer can be reformatted, have it’s system files changed, why can’t we


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