Occupy Wall Street?

You know something? I don't really care for the message, the movement, or the debate around Occupy Wall-Street. I just care about the people. It's a movement from the people, by the people, for the people. It inspires me to see thousands of people toughing it out in the winter, relying on each other for not just warmth but strength. It amazes me to see people protesting for their ideas en masse and to stand by those beliefs with such force, vigor, and conviction. It awes me to see people stand their ground despite the powers of the people going against them, the beatings they have taken, the obstructions thrown at them. I hope this movement makes it through the New England winter. It will be our next Valley Forge. It will be remarkable.

A mountain of a dream

I remember in second grade I often had nightmares. Among them included falling off a steep mountain into incoming traffic. I would be climbing, up, up, and up. Rocks would tumble. Gravel would loosen. My hands would slip, and I would fall.

I no longer have this nightmare.

Have I reached the top, or have I lost the dream?

I lied

Okay, so I lied when I said I would get this started again. To be honest, I haven't been able to find the time. Between procrastination, Teamliquid, homework, and college apps, I'm just swamped. I'll start writing more frequently when I get the time. Thank god MEA is coming up. I really need the sleep.