Perpetually Unfinished
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
 
Really quick post, which I probably shouldn't be writing since I'm exhausted and have to get up for work far too soon, but whatever. I don't post nearly often enough in here, because I feel some strange need to post coherent entries (the feeling that led me to split my diary/journal at my last site, which is kind of complicated in a blog format)... but at 2am, one really doesn't care.

I just wanted to say that I had a really good night tonight. That doesn't happen all that often, and sometimes I convince myself it's not possible and get all glum and complain about feeling lonely and isolated. But today was good. I got off the el from work and went straight to dinner with Kyle and Peter and Lexi. We sat around and talked and laughed and teased and hung out for nearly 3 hours. It felt really natural and good, and I had a lot of fun. Like a real group of friends. It's been a while.

Then I went back to Peter's room for a while and helped edit his paper, and afterwards the two of us went over to Norris and hung out, and that was another three hours. And that was really good too. I can't explain why it's so easy for me to feel comfortable around Peter when it's often so hard with other people, but I just really have a lot of fun with him, and tonight I had an especially good time.

And so here I am, sitting here exhausted but with a warm happy glow, and I know intellectually that it is so very close to summer, but it still hasn't sunk in yet. I know that Peter will be gone tomorrow, and that Kyle and everyone else will be gone by Saturday, and that after that it's three long months until the next school year. But I don't want it to be true, not when I'm finally starting to get in the groove of things the way I've wanted to for so long. So I'm kind of pretending that it doesn't have to be. For now.
 
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Nature attains perfection, but man never does. There is a perfect ant, a perfect bee, but man is perpetually unfinished. He is both an unfinished animal and an unfinished man. It is this incurable unfinishedness which sets man apart from other living things. For, in the attempt to finish himself, man becomes a creator. Moreover, the incurable unfinishedness keeps man perpetually immature, perpetually capable of learning and growing.
--Eric Hoffer





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