Sitting in the Car.

Recently Katherine got herself a car, so I don't drive as much now. This gives me plenty of time to sit in the car and not have to worry about random boxes appearing on the road.

I don't know if the concept of finishing Berkeley has finally hit me. I don't feel that the finality of the end to a stage in my life has sunk in. Perhaps on a very exterior level.

I was sitting in the car last night, waiting for Katherine to pick up something from her dad's place. I remember throughout most of college I always felt it was the accomplishments that made a person. What you had done, what you had accomplished.

But now I change my mind on that. I find myself giving more respect to a person with great character than with great accomplishments.