I'd say I'm a fairly techno-phobic person (meaning I try to avoid technology), but I think this could be an exciting and interesting endeavor.
Dropping out of college is something that 15 year old me never could have guessed would happen. The prospect of college seemed like heaven, the ultimate escape from a mundane suburban life. Beyond endless fun and debauchery, I had the idea that college would propel me into an unending cascade of knowledge and ideas. And that it did, in its own structured way. However, the pre-made education feel of the university left me unsatisfied. Exploring the libraries and perusing shelves upon shelves of books, I realized with awe the enormity of how much there is to learn. The more aware I became of the infinite quality of learning, the less thrilled I became with college.
Why limit myself to a university setting with a core of predetermined knowledge? Why hastily belabor the thoughts and ideas of others when I can enjoy them at my own pace, draw my own conclusions? Why cram my head with information I will soon forget in order to obtain a grade, while struggling to find time to learn things I enjoy?
Perhaps I've made a rash decision. Yet, what's done is done, and I'm not about to let this be something I regret. I've let go of college, but my love of learning is still burning, so don't call me a fuckup.
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