Thoughts
Why do people immediately assume that views and thoughts expressed by others are absolute and permanent? Everyone changes their mind many times during life. Also, why must I watch my dreams fade, day after day, more and more, into society and politics and worldly busy-ness? Why can't I ever take a day off from life, and just not exist for a little while? Who decides what's in style, fashion- and thought-wise? Why do we bother discussing things with people, when we have no idea what we're talking about, ultimately? Where does an idea go when it's forgotten?