I feel like everyone around me is doing more important work than I am. I think about holing up in the library with the Chemistry majors and my philosophy paper looks trivial. I feel like what I'm writing and reading about is equivalent to cleaning the corner of a giant room with a Q-tip. Too focused, too time-consuming, trivial.
I feel like just one person.
11.30.2006
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One person too big for Herself.
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