The existance of me

At first I get strange looks, that ‘Really?’ looking calling into question the choice I have made. Then I get a odd “Well as long as you are happy with it.” I suppose it should be expected; but yes, I am a philosophy major and no I have no idea what i’m going to do with it after I’m done. I will know my self better? maybe?! it’s hard to say really. but i do know that in the future I will be able to use Descartes as a quote in a sentence, and the sheer satisfaction i will get from that day will make it all worth it.

or at least that’s what i tell myself.