As school and work and stress are dwindling down and I’m spending excessive amounts of time with friends, my inner Bazarov is emerging. School and overwhelming amounts of stuff to do blind me and freeze my emotions, but the hot summer sun is causing my feelers to thaw. I want to cut off my antennae and live disconnected from such petty problems, but no. The struggles are blooming. I like to think that I’m above getting angry and conflicting with others. But it’s not true. I’m attempting to let things simmer down by chanting forgive forgive forgive. An improvement from Who cares? Who cares? Who cares?