No Degree

So I thought a degree would raise my intelligence, spur me to greater things, open up proverbial doors in my future. I thought I could get out debt free -or nearly. Thought I would do something and be someone. Thought this would be the beginning of the rest of my life. I thought I'd thought it through.

Turns out I flunked on a life lesson before I hit the classroom; no degree can offer the degree of change I needed in my life. College doesn't teach common sense, just common core. No deep morals, just assumes itself to be morally deep. No genuine reflection, just reflecting on generalization. So, I thought again.

I thought of what my money could buy, that would be of true use. I thought how with agency and hard work, I could come up with a thing or two to do without the to-dos of college. And then, when I lost my scholarship, I thought maybe I was gypped.

No degree. No career. No time. No energy. My early twenties spent on double days of work and school. No recognition for three-fourths' completion. No one cared about my GPA. No. No. No.

I quit.

Maybe next time I'll think better.