I am taking a class. Well, I'm auditing it, which is different because I just have to show up. No work, no reading, no papers and no presentations. I just have to sit there, drink it all in and offer the occasional comment if I feel so moved. Too bad I was unable to audit all of high school back in the day! I would have been a much happier young man.
Anyway, it has been a real learning opportunity. I have learned a great deal on the topic of the class - Survey of Christian Eschatology. But, that is not what I am referring to. My big take-away is that I have learned something about myself.
I have learned that I don't like to sit in class and I don't enjoy learning in that kind of environment. (right about now my mother is rolling her eyes and thinking she could have saved me the hassle and told me 30 years ago that this was the case.)
I feel too ... I dunno. Too bound, too locked-in, too bored. The professor is excellent, the subject is fascinating and my classmates are nice to be with. It's just I can't stand the structure of a class. I want to get in, get down to business and dig deep. Then I want to get out and move on. I'm talking 4 weeks. Tops. You know, commando style. Not in college bro. No sir! You got 14 plus weeks of night class. Glug.
So, I have learned some stuff about the end of the world and that is what I came to do. But, I have decided that I will put to rest that dream of getting a Ph.D. someday. I just don't think I was made for that.
I should try writing a book next. That has always been a dream. I bet I could knock one out and get that out of my system, too.
