I have so many words I need to write.  Virtual as fake.  Virtual as potential.  Machines taking over society.  "The Machine Stops".  Forrest Gump.  The Help.  Modern Times.  Fahrenheit 451.  Theses.  Blog.  New media.  Paper.  Paper.  Paper.  I feel like my brain is short-circuiting, but all in all I have been pretty happy about my classes this semester.  This is the first semester I've really felt engaged enough in all that was going on in my classes to answer questions and be a part of discussion.  Usually I just sit back because I can't wrap my mind around what people are saying.  The novel is god to most of my classmates, and it depresses me.  I love words on a page, but I don't think they are much more than that.  Meanings are wrapped up in texts, sure, and it's exciting to dig them up, but when knowledge is an idol it is discouraging to me.  I guess getting out of college will mean both freedom and also a little bit of loss.  I am already beginning to realize how much I will miss the University of Utah.  I have had some strange adventures up there, but I love being on campus so much.  It is beautiful at the U.  I am excited for the free time, I guess, but I don't know where to spend it.  I'm so used to homework always.  I am going to try to catch up on some reading of my own (I keep buying books at the DI that I don't have time for) as well as some Bible study.  I am so stoked.  I'm also going to delve into some film and try to keep an exercise routine going.  This time to relax is going to be good for my heart.

Time to find to a roommate.  Time to get going.  Time to bike away my nervousness.  Time to live for the first time outside of education.

SOLI DEO GLORIA.