the times they are a-changin'
that's right.
change.
forget that tomorrow is valentine's day, it doesn't matter.
tomorrow is a different kind of special day.
i'm starting an adventure towards self-actualization.
something like that.
(i really want to watch the notebook right now, but that's beside the point)
i have a lot of things to figure out and a proactive approach seems appropriate.
i haven't been that social because my feelings towards situations have changed recently.
maybe i'll try harder, but i really can only stand to be around a handful of people, i'm sorry.
so happy valentine's all you lovebirds.
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O Me! O Life!
O Me! O Life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the
foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more
foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of
the struggle ever renew'd,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid
crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me
intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad recurring - What good amid
these, O me, O life?
Answer
That you are here - that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may
contribute a verse.
-Whitman