when my best friends are too far away to hug. when all i want to do is hug them.
when i remember my experiences in indonesia and how simple life was there.
how did life get so complicated?
why i am i here, paying a fortune for school, when millions of people around the world don’t have enough money to give their family one meal per day.
why am i so privileged? i think it just makes life more complicated. we have too many options.
i tell people about how school is hard, and how i’m burnt out, and how i feel like my time would be more worthwhile if i was actually out in the world, actually doing something. but i get the same response - “you should be happy you’re in school. it’s a privilege.”
maybe i don’t want to be privileged.
maybe i don’t feel like i deserve to be privileged.