As the end of the semester approaches, I confront a mysterious sense of sadness.
I feel so sad. I don't know why. Is it because these friends are leaving soon? Different majors, faculties. It seems that we are unlikely to meet again.
Or maybe it's the semester itself. Why, every semester sees improvement in certain areas... and then deterioration in others. Vexed, I find myself out of time to consider the ideas, the interest I find that I have as I sat down, only too late, for my projects.
Maybe I'm dissatisfied, maybe.
I need to think more about this.
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