Running to Stand Still

So I might have discovered how working changes people. Some college students who were less outgoing will be made extremely socialized people by their entry into the workforce. Others who were more talkative will find that the repetitive nature of their everyday lives produces less to talk about than before. I think I’m a little mix of both, but primarily in the latter category.

Therefore I feel less and less need to tell Blogworld about the everyday things I am doing…working, exercising, cooking, etc. I think college students can be infamous for being passionate about Nothing. It is because they have Nothing to talk about or do that is contributing to reality. We have a lot of theories and aspirations but haven’t applied any of it yet. This is why I don’t want to be in school forever.

Sure, for a time it’s fun to be able to have a small part-time job and then the rest of the day walk around with a pocket copy of a New Testament, or a Silmarillion, or an Aristotelian Ethics or whatever the case may be and philosophise with other aspirant youth. But there comes a time when creativity is stifled by having been in the womb for too long. Birthing must occur.

I think that, therefore, college students (such as myself) who find themselves in the monotonous world of The-Rest-Of-My-Life-Doing-Some-Variants-Of-The-Same-Thing need to find ways to stay passionate about what first drove them in the glory days. After work, pick up Tolkien, pick up Epicurus, pick up Galilei, pick up Charles Spurgeon. And use that as fuel for conversation, for making the need to work and survive become significant within a larger context.

For the Christian that task becomes necessarily all the larger and more rewarding.

Last night Deloitte drove us up to Bear Mountain in upstate New York. Today from 7 am til 3 pm we did team-building activities, including but not limited to building go-karts with PVC pipe and constructing team rafts and paddling across the water in a region of beautiful trees, sprawling mountains and bluegreen lakes.

I would like to thank a number of people for making this week rewarding and worth living:

Thanks to Geralyn Suhor for constantly checking up on me to ensure I am eating well and enjoying my job properly.
Thanks to Destin Harcus, whose humor makes the workday pass with the utmost of ease.
Thanks to Sheralyn Briggs for being the most pleasant person I have met in the Northeast and always brightening up my day.
Thanks to Steven Mai for being ridiculous and letting me use the Jacuzzi in his suite last night and attempting to teach me card tricks and Texas Hold ‘Em.
Thanks to my roommate Brian Quimby for a quick wit that always keeps me on the edge of my desk seat.
Thanks to Jarrett Cohen for his infectious laughter and sincere storytelling.
Thanks to Zechariah Brewer for teaching me the value of friendship across thousands of miles.
Thanks to Leigh, (whose name I am probably misspelling) for making the bus ride pass more quickly and teaching me to act like a Northerner with grace and ease.
Thanks to Eun-sun Lee for always being herself and being a steady individual.
Thanks to Velcojk Andric for teaching me that Bosnians are so fun, you definitely want one as your best friend.
And thanks to Amanda Mautz, who chose to change her already-amazing last name to make me the happiest man in the Cosmos.