I couldn’t handle any more of that class. So this afternoon, I’m sitting in the library doing research and working on papers that are due on the 20th of July, and then on the comp exam due on the 31st.

not to mention the reflection paper due on the 1st of August.

it’s called orphic traditions…but all we talk about is how we all have orphic moments of loss and woundedness.

I’m sorry, but I can’t really think of anything like that in my life. At least none to the extent that some of these people or orpheus the mythic character himself has been wounded.

I was told this morning while I was complaining about this class that it’s MY fault that I’m not engaging with the material, because I haven’t been wounded and I’m too young.

WHAT THE FLYING F$#( DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH MYTHOLOGY!?!?

I was told it was because it was taking a general experience and making it subjective. And yet, that still doesn’t answer my question. But all the people over 40 love this class.

I hope when I get their age, I won’t have to have a class that encourages me to look back at my life with such regret, and to dwell on any “woundedness”.

I guess what I’m saying is that I am going to live my life so that I don’t ever, ever EVER have to look back like these oldsters. And so far so good.

and people wonder why I’m so upset with classes like these. It’s because they encourage such a misery, such a pathetic attempt to move beyond something that a well balanced person would have been over in a quick moment. These people who love this class are so sad. It’s as if being miserable about a moment they can’t change gives them some meaning in life.

I thank God each class like this that I have faith and religion. It certainly keeps me happier.