May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018
I’ve been working on this fellowship application for over a month and a half. Almost every free moment I have is spent working on it. When I tell people what I’m working on, a project to bring awareness to the issues of mass incarceration, their eyes glaze over and they nod. Their blank look says everything their mouth won’t. “Why are you wasting your time with that bullshit?” Maybe they’re right. Maybe I’m just wasting my time. Maybe none of this will make a difference. But I have to believe that maybe, just maybe, it will. Even if it’s all for nothing, I have to try. Gives me something to focus on, something bigger than myself. And it gives me hope that I can turn this whole experience into something positive. That I can give meaning to it.
I’ve been working on this fellowship application for over a month and a half. Almost every free moment I have is spent working on it. When I tell people what I’m working on, a project to bring awareness to the issues of mass incarceration, their eyes glaze over and they nod. Their blank look says everything their mouth won’t. “Why are you wasting your time with that bullshit?” Maybe they’re right. Maybe I’m just wasting my time. Maybe none of this will make a difference. But I have to believe that maybe, just maybe, it will. Even if it’s all for nothing, I have to try. Gives me something to focus on, something bigger than myself. And it gives me hope that I can turn this whole experience into something positive. That I can give meaning to it.
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