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Declare impatience as your greatest virtue. Treasure it, cultivate it. Picture patience as an elaborate spiderweb in which everything waits to be devoured. Grow incapable of carrying on another inane conversation about the rise in prices at the nearby coffee house, about how ‘totally smashed’ everyone was on Thursday night, about how excited we all are to be so young, to be so in love, to be here. After every conversation that lasts more than three minutes, feel as though another ounce of palaver will drive you to rip out the tongue of the next person who talks to you about something so menial and useless as ‘potential.’
Feel out of place and determine, incorrectly and inconsistent with the evidence of your past, that there is a place where this would not be the case, that there is a place where your face carries a kind of beauty it does not here, that there is a place where your voice carries a cadence more forceful, an echo more resonant than here, that there is a backdrop upon which you would appear opaque.
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