A Pleasant Surprise

Today was much better than I thought it was going to be. The rain was a hassle (I need to start wearing rain pants to class, I think), but the day had redeeming qualities. For one, the dryer actually worked (ish, it took an extra pound over normal but at least my clothes are dry and not all over my room like last time). For another, class was really good an interesting and helped straighten out something for the exam that I've been confused about since November. And this is a class that is, at best, very hit-and-miss, so that was very nice. And I feel like I'm making more progress with studying, which is greatly reassuring. So all in all not bad. 

A thought: does it make any real sense to say that you own yourself? Or that you should? My feeling is that, while a lot of people take this basically for granted, its simply the wrong terminology. Sure, we're upset at the notion that others might own you (that is, we don't heart slavery) but that doesn't mean you need to; it doesn't mean you need to think of yourself as property at all. And I think that talking about self-ownership gets us into lots of bad places we'd rather not be.