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I, Jack Gladstone (hereafter referred to as i), Being of at least some form of mind and body write the contents of my day. Set the scene: It’s cold, it’s the winter and it’s cold. It’s cold outside, it’s cold inside unless, of course, you’re wearing a sweater. If you’re wearing a sweater you are just precisely over the border of Toowarmopolis (population: i). Int. an oddly nice community college library, excellent when you consider the town it is in is occasionally the **** capital of Iowa (Ottumwa). The main contender is nearby and is actually the other main campus for this said college (Centerville). Coincidence? Is Indian Hills based on **** money? Is the administration a cartel? To answer these questions in order: yes, doubtful, and of the textbook variety alone. i sit with the courtesy headphones on listening to the Shins. i, obviously, work on poetry assignments. i work on my computer class. Office is not as i remember it. It’s changed. It’s different. What means what? i panic. i realize it’s silly to panic. i panic anyway. i remind myself it is silly to panic. i regain my composure. No one noticed. i think. i miss toolbars. i miss clippy. i miss words instead of symbols. Is this what being old is like? I’m far too young for that. If this is me now what will i be like when I’m elderly? Living in a world of holograms, infocubes, the wikimplant. i lied about regaining composure before. i do that sometimes, lying i mean.
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
My Absurd Anxiety
I, Jack Gladstone (hereafter referred to as i), Being of at least some form of mind and body write the contents of my day. Set the scene: It’s cold, it’s the winter and it’s cold. It’s cold outside, it’s cold inside unless, of course, you’re wearing a sweater. If you’re wearing a sweater you are just precisely over the border of Toowarmopolis (population: i). Int. an oddly nice community college library, excellent when you consider the town it is in is occasionally the **** capital of Iowa (Ottumwa). The main contender is nearby and is actually the other main campus for this said college (Centerville). Coincidence? Is Indian Hills based on **** money? Is the administration a cartel? To answer these questions in order: yes, doubtful, and of the textbook variety alone. i sit with the courtesy headphones on listening to the Shins. i, obviously, work on poetry assignments. i work on my computer class. Office is not as i remember it. It’s changed. It’s different. What means what? i panic. i realize it’s silly to panic. i panic anyway. i remind myself it is silly to panic. i regain my composure. No one noticed. i think. i miss toolbars. i miss clippy. i miss words instead of symbols. Is this what being old is like? I’m far too young for that. If this is me now what will i be like when I’m elderly? Living in a world of holograms, infocubes, the wikimplant. i lied about regaining composure before. i do that sometimes, lying i mean.
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 11:05 PM UTC
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