For social work, we had to write about our political perspectives. No, I won't post my essay here, mainly because I don't know if I want to go there yet. Am I the only one who has no idea what they think. One minute I think one way, the next minute I'm not sure. I thought life got easier when you get out of high school? So far, all I know is that I usually have more questions than answers. I don't think that's bad, mind you, but why do I always have to have an answer? Why can't I write in bold red letters I don't know!
I like talking about issues, but I can't say that I am liberal, conservative, radical, moderate or reactionary. I don't like labels, so why would I willingly slap one on myself? Three pages is not enough for me to figure out how to explain my opinions on various issues.
On the bright side, I got the paper done. I just didn't expect to feel as frustrated trying to complete it. It only took me a few hours, but it was still frustrating and other than the above frustrations, I can't figure out why. But it's done! And the next assignment for that class involves using the internet. This is a very good thing right?
Since it basically involves finding a site about some aspect of social work, maybe I'll find one and post it here as well. It can't hurt, right?
Today has been so nice, not dealing with the awfulness of high pain levels. I don't even need the cane just to get to the bathroom anymore. I still take it when I go to class or coffee, but it's nice to be able to walk more comfortably. Now if I can only come up with some concrete suggestions for when I go back to the pain clinic (just for a consultation), in a week and a half.
I'm just unwinding, so don't feel like you have to mind the crazy entry.