“What if we made mobile orders into NFTs?”
I have faith that one day our state will be able to take decisive action on climate change, taking advantage of natural resources to eliminate fossil fuels. We will eventually have the nation’s best public schools and safest communities. One day we will become the progressive beacon we once were, uplifting every community.
I had contracted the virus when it no longer dominated media headlines, creating distance between its harrowing physical impacts and other people’s perceptions. Nor did Duke provide the same wealth of resources for those quarantined as it did earlier in the pandemic.
It is easy to counteract the increase in dining prices through an increase in dining financial aid, subsidizing healthier food options on campus, and expanding the food point system to 9th Street restaurants. However, all those suggestions do is treat a symptom not the disease itself: the bureaucratic and non transparent nature of the Duke administration.
I am fearful of losing it all. Much of it is lost already, the intimacy of knowing the delivery boy, the closeness of picking out your fruit and meat, and the slowness of pickling your own carrots.
What will your life be like if you allow yourself to choose one of them despite your fears? Where will you go? What will you miss out on if you don’t push through? A lot of life is what we make of it, so go do the thing that scares you the most.
I want you to remember that to be alive is to die one day, and that you should never feel guilty for getting one more chance, one more morning, one more moment to experience, to grow, to regress, to be.
The idea of being in the hospital so soon in your career seems great until you finish the first year and still feel woefully unprepared. But if life’s about anything, it’s about being woefully unprepared in as graceful a manner as possible.