6 years, 4 states, 3 schools, 2 countries and 1 BALS diploma later — I am finally a college graduate.

You might think that after all of my meandering, I wouldn’t really care about my college graduation.

Au contraire.

I’m not saying that everyone feels like this, but if I had done school the “normal” way, my graduation would not have been an accomplishment as much as a landmark; something that I had to do and I’m glad to be rid of.

See, I hated college. I don’t think I’ve just purely hated anything in my life. Part of the hatred stemmed from my college of choice, part of it was my attitude towards college. Although my three years in DC were intense, working at the Senate and going to school part time at night was the right thing for me to do.  Each world put the other into perspective. While I was at Georgetown, I could realize that politics was just a chapter in history. People have the same politics and political instincts.  And politics is ubiquitous across epochs.

When I was in that political world, I could understand philosophy of tangible life. Studying philosophy made me realize the bigger picture of individual life. It made it easier not to be caught up in the small, but hard not to think about the big.

This dualistic split between life and thought is, in part, what I wrote my thesis on.

So many have grown beyond the need for an establishing religion, but it means that we’ve lost a guiding philosophy. For all of human existence we’ve believed that there was some force that was more powerful that us.  We’ve come to an evolutionary pinnacle, we now believe that mankind is omnipresent and indomitable. For better or for worse, we have nothing to believe in but our own guiding philosophy.