A Note to Students

For all fellow students out there about to enter Finals Week, just remember: in a week it will all be over. In a week all of the struggle and fatigue and bullshit will be over. And as you go to and from your finals, just stop. For one moment. And listen to the birds and what they have to say. Because what the birds have to say is this: "Stop giving a fuck. Life goes on and life only gives you so many fucks to give so stop wasting your fucks on the things that don't matter." Because when you're old and senile, shitting yourself in a hover-rocking chair and telling your grandchildren about the days when there wasn't virtual reality and how we had to actually drive cars you're not going to give a fuck about what assortment of the first six letters of the alphabet are on a piece of paper. And remember to sleep. Because sleep is so precious, and so important, and so underrated. And when you wake up, remember to smile. Because you're beautiful. And realize that you've always been beautiful, and always will be beautiful. Actually, all you are is beauty. A luminous, brilliant beauty that is nothing less then Pure Love. Grades are grades, grades come and go, grades are not You. You, my friend, are simply and forever Pure Love. Finals or no finals, grades or no grades, birds or no birds. So stay strong and hang in there, because in a week it will all be over anyways.