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Regain your insanity. It's for your own good.

On a Thursday I kicked the doors off of William J. Raggio's College of Education building moments after I finished a philosophy midterm, my last midterm. My enthusiasm wasn't out of a relief of stress but because spring break meant I could go do something out of the confines of two days. The grades I got were irrelevant because they could neither make or break my GPA. It's not that I don't care about my education, when in fact I cherish it, but I'm not going to kill myself over it. I attend 80% of the lectures and 90% of the discussion groups. I study for exams. I don't drug college girls every weekend. I'm a pretty stand up guy I think. So again, it's not that I don't care but I keep its importance in perspective.

That thought hit me mid-sprint off campus and it didn't physically stop me in my tracks but it hung around mentally. Expanding upon it showed that I was nearing a complete lack of stress in my life. I imagine this is what it feels like to reach Zen. However when I talk to people about this they can't comprehend the difference between a lack of stress and not caring.

There in lies the problem. When you're free of worry people look at you like you're nuts. Why is being carefree a reason for scrutiny?

Being stress-free takes a lot of work. That's why it isn't a social norm. If everyone was stressed as little as me significantly less would get done but its value would be so much greater. Think about it. How long does it usually take you to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? Less than a minute? When I'm high it takes at least three minutes. I put so much care and precision in to it. The peanut butter-to-jelly ratio is 75/25 (respectively) and I never let either breach the bread wall. And don't even get me started on the difference in taste. But that's just a perception, right? Perception is all that matters, no?

The stress of school, stress at work, among peers, over money; it's all petty. People that legitimately need to stress over the difference between a 3.9 and a 4.0 GPA are probably the smallest minority in our society. People that worry about maintaining a friendship that is a means to an end in disguise are trivial. They make me think of Joe Rogan's stand-up when he's talking with his friend about understanding the magnitude of his existence when he saw the Grand Canyon.

"Those aren't light bulbs motherfucker. Those are huge nuclear explosions billions of miles away. And it goes on forever. Do you know what forever means? That means that this whole universe of hundreds of billions of galaxies might just be a part of one atom that's in a cell of the balls of one guy who lives in another universe that's part of one atom that's a cell, of a ball, of a guy, and it goes on and on and on and on forever, and there's no fucking end! And you're looking a ditch. You just drove six hours to look at a ditch. You're a fucking dummy."

Keep your problems in perspective. The next time you find yourself worrying about being late on your credit card payment think about where you're sitting and everything that is needed for that to happen. The next time you justify losing sleep over a mid-term think about how amazing your mind is for being able to reason so poorly.

You're pretty small regardless of how large your impact is on society. But life is still pretty fuckin' sweet.