Apple Sauce and Film

So I'm sitting here amongst a pile of clean clothes I never put away and a comforter I can't seem to keep on my bed eating apple sauce out of a jar with a spoon.

It's been a pretty great day.

Got my paper written about Andy Warhol.

Listened to some awesome classic rock.

Heard an amazing visiting artist talk about photography and film school.

But somehow, I feel unfulfilled.  

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The other night while talking about education, someone told me that it's probably good I don't have siblings because I don't have the patience for them.

Don't you think that is something someone learns?  Not just born with?

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I can't get over things that never happened.