So accidentally signed up for an non-fiction class which focuses on writing memoirs. I'm probably going to stay in the class because I like to go with the flow when I stumble on a new, interesting, yet uncomfortable experience. It will definitely be an experience to revisit my memories and try to extract my version of the truth from them. So far my last semester of college is shaping up to be really constructive. I'm beginning to think more and more about the general direction I want to take when I finally get out of school. I've ultimately decided that graduate school is gonna be on hold until I find the drive to pursue a deeper education for the sake of truly wanting to learn more in my respective field. I figure a cool experience might be to work during the primaries, and general election (if Bernie wins, only one I support enough to be able to donate my time). If that doesn't work out I was thinking it might be time to start do some traveling. Things are up in the air, chaotic, and I'm ok with that for now.