I'm sitting in the library and I just can't concentrate. Everyone says education is important, and I know they're right. But that's such a broad statement. Education. What exactly is education? What is worth learning about, and what isn't? I have such a hard time sitting here reading Shakespeare when there is so much else to be done.
My heart is not in my schoolwork. It is in Aid to South Africa; yoga; and it is abroad. It is in all of the other activities I currently find more merit in than analyzing Shakespeare's writing. I have this constant sense of agitation when I am not focusing on my work in ASA. I want to be where my heart is, all day, everyday. Spending my time buried in books is not what education is all about to me. I want to be out in the world experiencing it, not reading about it, analyzing it from afar. I have been itching for years to make my life about action, not idle longing. Well, that itch has increased to a full-blown uncontainable need. I just can't sit here anymore.
And yet I know I have 8 months of this left before I can start putting my energies elsewhere....exactly where that is right now, I'm not quite sure. I have dreams of picking up and moving out West to be among the mountains that captured my heart long ago, but I also have thoughts of remaining in West Chester because it would be nice to be in one place for awhile.
But who the hell knows? I sure don't. All I know is my body is gearing up to run, a sensation that has became ever-so-familiar over time. I've gotta let my spirit go and see where it leads me. I'll crack down and finish this work like I always do, but I refuse to ignore the part of me that knows there's something more...
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