I Don't Want To Say I Have Nothing To Write

. . . but that's the truth.

I've been pretty busy lately. Friends have been visiting. I went to the zoo this week (it rained the whole time, yuck). I bought a rat. She is named Lilo and she's very hyper and cute. I'll post pictures at some point. I haven't been thinking cognitively and for any length of time on any given subject so I am not compelled to write about anything in particular. My life has been busier than usual and more fly by the seat of the pants.

I find that in such cases, it is difficult to pause for reflection. Thus, I have not reflected. I'm tired and I need a weekend. I wish I had Monday off so I could have more fun for the Fourth of July (probably my favorite holiday). Yet that is not the case.

My last four Independence Days were spent at work at Meijer. It was never quite the same as when I was a kid and had no responsibilities. I remember I would go outside on break in the evening and watch fireworks displays that were way off in the distance. Now, however, I have an office job, so I get the Fourth off. I am planning to go see fireworks, but not sure where yet. There isn't much I can do way off here where I have few friends. It makes me sad. This is the one day of the year that I really want to celebrate properly and I am unsure if I can.

As a political science major with a concentration in American politics I have spent a lot of time reading about the founding of this wonderful nation. The Federalist Papers are some of the best political philosophy available. It is too bad that so few people read or understand them. It is also too bad that so many misconceptions about our country's beginning exist. I won't seek to dispell those at this moment, as this is a time for celebration. Yet I celebrate the Fourth with one small sorrow in mind. That so many do not know what they are celebrating. It's not just about fireworks and barbecues and grocery stores. It's about people and what they did to give us a place with a government that makes sense.

Still, fireworks are cool, and any excuse for people to spend millions of dollars on them makes me happy.