Fic: Reason
I think most of us cursed enough to make a sailor blush this morning when we looked out the window. The world was covered in snow! Again!
But it's melting away very quickly... thank gods for small favours!
Title: Reason
Fandom/Original: Original
Genre: Het
Characters: Unnamed OMC
Prompt: #206 Cliche: The more we learn, the less we know.
Word Count: 135
Rating: All
Warnings: Some language
Reason
by C.R.M. Nilsson
The more we learn, the less we know… stupid Socrates, stupid cryptic bullshit, stupid Philosophy class, why even bother with this shit? To even have a shot at understanding the material, you have to spend hours reading and writing and by the time you’ve crammed the facts and understanding into your head it feels like your head is splitting into two.
Why bother?
You’re about to give up, call it quits, when you reach for your books. Hands brush as you both reach for the same book, your partner still absent-mindedly reading before she looks up with a smile. She’s getting honest pleasure out of reading the same material that’s giving you a headache. Your fingers tingle from the contact and you withdraw silently, settling down to read once again.
Right. That’s why you bother.
But it's melting away very quickly... thank gods for small favours!
Title: Reason
Fandom/Original: Original
Genre: Het
Characters: Unnamed OMC
Prompt: #206 Cliche: The more we learn, the less we know.
Word Count: 135
Rating: All
Warnings: Some language
Reason
by C.R.M. Nilsson
The more we learn, the less we know… stupid Socrates, stupid cryptic bullshit, stupid Philosophy class, why even bother with this shit? To even have a shot at understanding the material, you have to spend hours reading and writing and by the time you’ve crammed the facts and understanding into your head it feels like your head is splitting into two.
Why bother?
You’re about to give up, call it quits, when you reach for your books. Hands brush as you both reach for the same book, your partner still absent-mindedly reading before she looks up with a smile. She’s getting honest pleasure out of reading the same material that’s giving you a headache. Your fingers tingle from the contact and you withdraw silently, settling down to read once again.
Right. That’s why you bother.