IDK Anyf*ckingthing

Nothing. Nada. Zilch.

This stream of consciousness essay should serve as a disclaimer for everything else I’ve ever published.

Socrates said, “I know, that I know nothing.”

I just quoted it twice in previous essays—but I didn’t really believe it. And there’s that word again, believe. SMFH at myself.

IDK Anyfuckingthing.

Nothing. Nada. Zilch. And somehow I’ve managed to fool a hundred people along with myself. I have no business acting as if I know anything. Not only am I still just a student—but I’m a bad student.