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I'm supposed to write an essay on nature. What is nature to you? How the fuck am I supposed to know what nature is to me, most of the time I spend running from it in the comforts of my home. Outdoors? Pshh, I'd rather be inside in my nice warm bed with the covers tucked under my chin and my legs slightly bent. That's my favorite position, the only position I feel comfortable in, and the only place I feel like I matter. Most of the time I just feel like a failure when the fact is, I haven't even tried. I'm scared of the thought of my secret being revealed... what's that secret? That I don't matter. Well, I shouldn't say don't matter because I know I certainly matter to some people. But more, I'm not useful. I just quit my last job because I didn't think I was good enough. It was doing medical research and I just wasn't up for it.
But nature.... again, I don't even have the faintest idea what nature is. We've spent our entire lives trying to create an alternate universe where technology rules. Is there anything that is "natural" anymore? Is there anything that hasn't been tainted by our hands? I generally find that I hate watching tv, mtv especially. Everything seems so fake. But I watch because I am the spitting image of fake.
But nature.... again, I don't even have the faintest idea what nature is. We've spent our entire lives trying to create an alternate universe where technology rules. Is there anything that is "natural" anymore? Is there anything that hasn't been tainted by our hands? I generally find that I hate watching tv, mtv especially. Everything seems so fake. But I watch because I am the spitting image of fake.