Mostly I feel that I've lost something within me. Maybe before, I thought that I had all of the answers so I could say all kinds of stuff, overflowing. But I realize that I don't know everything. And how many times can one person say that?
Today the last seasonal EP by Jon Foreman came out, logically named Summer. It's pretty good. They each have their moments. Fall is my favorite. Winter and Spring are both good too...it's too hard to decide.
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I'm currently done with classes. I had a class during May and another one in July, so I'm off for a few more weeks. My class in May was interesting. It was a history class but unlike I've ever experienced. It was this discussion based class how we interact with other people for the most part. The class self-segregated so that half of the class was white and other half black, w/ a few of the other mixed in. It was interesting to say the least. race walls were torn down as we asked each other questions and laughed at our stereotypes. It was a harmonious world for the most part. once in awhile something would be said to get one person fired up, but it was always extinguished. It also served as an eye-opening class as I heard stories of how racism and prejudices are still alive today. It was a question-raising one as well. I had to examine what I believe to be true in many spots. Some of those answers are still floating around.
