Knowledge Is Dead Weight.Wednesday, August 03, 2016
I have two degrees - a Bachelors and a Masters of Social Work. I love academia - I enjoyed every minute of my education, even the ones that made me cry. And I took great notes - pages and pages of handwritten notes, especially during my Bachelors degree.
I kept all of those notes in a drawer under my bed, until I decided to get rid of them this weekend. And I was surprised at how hard it was for me to put my notes in the recycling bin.
My notes aren't just notes. They are a physical representation of the $40 000 of tuition fees, and 5 years of my life. When people ask me what I did after high school, this is what I have to show for it. A big pile of notes that sum up the knowledge I've gained in university. And that pile was HUGE. What you see pictured above is only half of the notes I recycled this weekend.
The thing is, these notes aren't all I have to show for it. I have two diplomas, countless essays and papers (saved on my computer), a thesis, and my own personal knowledge, which cannot be quantified. I don't need these notes to prove that the past 5 years of my life mean something.
So after giving myself a pep talk, I let the notes go. I am keeping the knowledge, but letting go of the bulk. I think that's the smart thing to do.
Cheers to letting go of the things that mean the most to us.