“There, I slammed out most of my essay. It was amazing what you could do if you focused all your emotions, if you honed them to a sharp edge and used them to cut through whatever obstacle tried blocking your way. By the time I finished, I was pleased with myself. This is right, this is good, I thought. And it was a good paper. Solid arguments laid out in logical order, my findings irrefutable. I am good at this. This is what I should be doing. Yet it still seemed hollow. What did it matter if Keynesian economics was ultimately short-sighted and thus shouldn't be considered a viable economic system in today's climate to me? It didn't. No matter how many sources I backed my conclusions with. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make it matter, either. Then the phone rang. I jerked at the unexpected noise, stunned for a moment. Knowing I should stay in my seat and proofread, I stood and went over to the phone. It rang twice more in the space between my standing and my reaching it. Priva...te caller, the display listed.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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