First Post

On a day like today, I like to think of where I've been. Monday I will begin class again at CMU, thus completing my summer and beginning my senior year of college. I think of all that I've done, and imagine all that I will do in the future. I remember people and places, times more simple and peaceful, joys and sorrows. I think of others around me, near and far. I watch the world and see strangers living their lives, wondering if they're happy or sad. I wonder if I could be as happy as they are. I wonder what could make them as sad as they seem. I begin to pray. I question myself, wondering who I am today. How have I made myself better, today? To some this may seem like a complete transition from the beginning of this entry, but to others, it will make perfect sense.

"We cannot dedicate; we cannot consecrate; we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced...That from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion--that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain--that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom--and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."
--Abraham Lincoln, from the Gettysburg Address