Como me siento

I'm a little overwhelmed by life right now. I had a huge, important weekend, and now school is piling up on me like crazy. I have done a lot of reflecting; unfortunately none of it is suitable to be published on the web. Let's just say prefiero vivir en Costa Rica.

Instead of my own thoughts (which I know you are dying to hear), I'll post the dialogue to a short film about a person who loses his wallet. I felt like it was an insightful little excerpt.

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The wallet is a puzzle, a mystery that offers a person like me the opportunity to look into a person's life.

Why do we feel the need to keep the things that are important to us so close? Do we ever really look back at the things we keep in our wallets? Are they there for comfort more than anything?

The wallet embodies our desire to balance the necessary and the personal in our lives into some sort of harmony, where each part of our life is a layer, stored comfortably in its own compartment, in a complex system of priorities and conveniences.

We battle consumption, materialism and nostalgia all in the same place. What a wonderful vessel it is that we keep in our back pockets.