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  • I've looked to this space, Cowbird, to capture more detailed portions of the frequent reflections that float around my head. This topic in particular is something I've spent a lot of time pondering – life's continuum.

    A product of society, family, friends, even oneself, it seems that life is in many ways a treadmill that keeps pressing the up botton for running at a faster pace. While I've finally realized that time seems to be passing by faster because it's a smaller fraction of one's life, I think that in many ways one thinks more and more about how they're matching up to this continuum. I know I have (and do).

    Did I join the right team on my first try? Did I get my driver's license in the first pass? Am I graduating on time. Did I make it through the interviews? Did the first job work out? How about the first girl – engaged yet? This question game can go on and on. And indeed it does.

    But what happens when one (or several) of the answers to these questions is unexpected? What happens when we actually have to retake a course that we didn't pass? What happens when fussing with the climate settings in the car we're taking our road test in means that we received a few too many points to be able to pass and in turn we can't drive our date home from the prom? What happens when these and any number of other things happen?

    I remember in my fourth and fifth grade math classes, we'd talk about math as a series of simple systems, each of which had an input, a process, and an output. Life seems to be quire similar. And yet it's funny because the inputs in real life our radically different from one person to the next. Each person's strengths, weaknesses, abilities and disabilities are worlds away from the next person; and yet, so often we're all trying to fit in the same process to produce the outcome of the person ahead of us. I'd be scratching my head if we were trying to take the same numbers and have the outcome be the same regardless of whether we multiplied or divided them.

    I'm not meaning to go on a rant here. Just as I said, this space is an opportunity for me to go beyond a personal journal and invite others into some of the ideas, issues, and experiences I grapple with. For right now, I'm just wondering what happens when we disrupt the continuum. Maybe that'll lead me down some path to reforming education. Or maybe I'll just be more comforted as I continue to take my own exit ramps to some other modified journey. I don't know.

    But hey, maybe that's the beauty of it...
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