(12:17 AM) | Anonymous:

Friday Afternoon Confessional

I confess that anonymity, much like membership, has its privileges.

I confess that I hear the persistent ticking of passing time most everywhere I go. I want to believe that 30 is the new 20, but deep in the cockles of my soul, I think back to all those boyhood discussions about baseball heroes who were ‘over the hill’ in their early 30s, and I feel, well, ancient.

I confess that my dissertation requires more time and attention than I have recently been giving it, and I worry that I will resent the time spent away from it. However, without the recent presence of one particular Other in my life, I would never quite have known what Levinas was talking about. So perhaps it’s a wash.

I confess that I am the most God-fearing atheist I know. And I hate it.

I confess that my new job, while not ideal, may not be the worst thing in the world. It’s always nice when people are impressed that you can do very basic things with a computer. It also might be just the kind of the kick in the ass that I need to finish the PhD, since I’ll eat my own innards before I let this job become a career.

I confess that this took much longer than I thought it would.

Finally, I confess that I had originally written ‘30 is the new 40’ above. I confess that Freud may not have been entirely wrong after all.

You know what comes next, no?

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