I can´t help it. It´s a story that won´t stay in my head; a story of light and sound, night and silence. It´s at the turning of 22 to 23 that I start to realize I am going to fade into obscurity like the billons who have come before and may come after. It isn´t entirely unsettling; the thought of death alone is not a fear of mine. Somehow the thought rankles though. This complex of humanity is the desire for rememberance and it is one that never comes to its completion. We are all part of something that came before. Maybe it´s a god complex, maybe it´s just the desire to have contributed something of value to the world. Kindness is a step to go in the right direction but the best kindnesses are the ones that don´t receive recognition. That´s why they´re so great.

We´re doing alright down here. Another girl, Rebecca (Becks as I call her) are moving into an apartment in Zapopan near the downtown. It´s by far my favourite part of the city and I´m looking forward to the change very much. I´m just pleased to have an apartment to move to. The rest of it will follow. As for work I´ve had two interviews and I´ll be accepting one of the jobs - the catch is that I want the one that hasn´t gotten back to me yet. We´ll see. I have a suspicious feeling I´m going to end up in a place that isn´t entirely comfortable.

This is life - one step, day by day you wake up and open your eyes. And really... could it be any other way?
I don´t fear my future - I don´t fear my past. My present is a stable place. I have no problems and maybe that´s the problem. It´s all aesthetics, that´s all. I haven´t been stressed at all. I´m coasting along in life. It´s artificial strife that is invested in my life as an occupier of free time.

And I´m graduating among the top of my class, .1% away from the highest. Graduation is tomorrow.