To be filed under 'reasons I'm not asleep'

I've found that as I get older, it's much harder to simply sit in awe and wonder at the world, to just be and experience the world as fully as possible without trying to interpret or change it.

Sometimes - like now - I connect that difficulty to all that I learned in college (and all the supposed explanatory power that came with it), and I miss feeling like the world is a magical place. I've been feeling that absence a lot lately, it seems.

Of course, this could also be related to a severe lack of time to reflect. I tend to need a lot of that.

Addendum: I've never met anyone who I can identify as sharing quite the sense of hope/wonder/absurdity/cynicism, paired with an overriding sense of the need for justice, towards the world that I do. I'd like to meet that person.

Currently listening to: Lucero, The National, Murder by Death, Tina Dico.