A day that felt like a Saturday.
Felt so good, yet so bizzare.
Today I briefly partcipated in a conversation about higher education. I’m not sure why I always defend it. Probably because I spent such an extensive part of my life pursuing it, and I’d feel like a fool if I agreed it was useless.
I could go on and on (and on) about how the world will treat me better because I know more about how to approach it but I won’t. That’s not what this blog is for. I have another one for that kind of nonsense. Ha.
I guess what I took away from the conversation is that a.) education made me a better person, and I don’t really care if someone else would disagree. Go ahead, watch your Discovery channel, read articles, whatever you think will make you smarter, I don’t know. b.) I’ve had an overwhelmingly amount of good fortune and love in my life and c.) I’ve done nothing about it. I’ve got little to show for it.
I’m not happy where I’m at. I’m stagnant. I’ve got to get moving. I was given the hammer, the nails, the wood, and the will. Now, it’s time to build that house.
Back to the blueprints.
-VC
