mumble jumble
I am very surprised at what we have become; at what I have become. Synical. Hard-hearted.
*one of the many conversations in my head*
Me: *writes on paper* "Solid dreams will never fade."
Teacher: What's that supposed to mean? Can you explain this to me?
Me: What does it mean to you?
Teacher: You tell me; you wrote it.
Me: It's not neccesarily what the author means, it's what the reader gets out of it that's important.
Teacher: *takes paper.*
*end*
So much goes on in my head. It never seems to stop... Why can't the information my brain conducts be of soem use to the world? I feel as if I'm a rotting piece of flesh with no purpose. Why do I feel this way, you may ask.. I have no idea. I was hoping you could tell me.
Humanity has become a hopeless society.
*one of the many conversations in my head*
Me: *writes on paper* "Solid dreams will never fade."
Teacher: What's that supposed to mean? Can you explain this to me?
Me: What does it mean to you?
Teacher: You tell me; you wrote it.
Me: It's not neccesarily what the author means, it's what the reader gets out of it that's important.
Teacher: *takes paper.*
*end*
So much goes on in my head. It never seems to stop... Why can't the information my brain conducts be of soem use to the world? I feel as if I'm a rotting piece of flesh with no purpose. Why do I feel this way, you may ask.. I have no idea. I was hoping you could tell me.
Humanity has become a hopeless society.