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My life always seems to be getting worse. But it’s not. Its just going downhill, picking itself back up to normal, and then falling back down again. Has it always been like that? Maybe, but I don’t really recall. So I’ll assume it has, so I don’t feel dissapointed.
Here’s a little story I just remembered. You know when you start typing, and use the mouse to move the cursor back to where you made an error, and start typing, but it deletes what you you wrote afterwards? I couldn’t figure out how to fix that for the longest time. Until a couple years ago I discovered it was the insert button that was the cause, and solution, of all my problems. It immediately clicked in my head, and I was kind of surprised I never really thought of it before. Probably because I never really took that much notice of those small keys. Even though that seems so stupid, it’s actually pretty funny how so much annoyance could have been avoided by a single button.
Now what if life’s like that? What if you could sidestep problems with just a small amount of knowledge? The catch is, that knowledge is a bit unusual, and you probably wouldn’t come by it very often. Sp the older you get, the larger the chance of you gaining this knowledge is. Yet, when you get older, you won’t need that knowledge as much anymore. In fact, at a certain age, you wont need it at all. Therefore, you’re prepared to face the problems of your youth, yet you aren’t a youth any longer. You have an all new arsenal of problems to deal with, and all you’re armed with is useless knowledge and experience of days gone by.
Why is it that the information that could have helped you so much when you were younger only attained by surpassing the need for it? It’s cynically funny how they portray certain people in movies, TV shows, and books; how they have their little place in the world all figured out, whether it be on the playground or in the workplace, and they somehow have the answers to all the problems thrown at them. Some people have vivid imaginations. No one has all the answers, simply because no one knows all the questions. Even in death, people are still questioning what their fate will be. And as I pass on to the next stage in the human metamorphisis from child to adult that is called life, I too find myself wondering what my fate will be.
To Be Continued... ... ... (Oh man...I am so awesome) :D
Here’s a little story I just remembered. You know when you start typing, and use the mouse to move the cursor back to where you made an error, and start typing, but it deletes what you you wrote afterwards? I couldn’t figure out how to fix that for the longest time. Until a couple years ago I discovered it was the insert button that was the cause, and solution, of all my problems. It immediately clicked in my head, and I was kind of surprised I never really thought of it before. Probably because I never really took that much notice of those small keys. Even though that seems so stupid, it’s actually pretty funny how so much annoyance could have been avoided by a single button.
Now what if life’s like that? What if you could sidestep problems with just a small amount of knowledge? The catch is, that knowledge is a bit unusual, and you probably wouldn’t come by it very often. Sp the older you get, the larger the chance of you gaining this knowledge is. Yet, when you get older, you won’t need that knowledge as much anymore. In fact, at a certain age, you wont need it at all. Therefore, you’re prepared to face the problems of your youth, yet you aren’t a youth any longer. You have an all new arsenal of problems to deal with, and all you’re armed with is useless knowledge and experience of days gone by.
Why is it that the information that could have helped you so much when you were younger only attained by surpassing the need for it? It’s cynically funny how they portray certain people in movies, TV shows, and books; how they have their little place in the world all figured out, whether it be on the playground or in the workplace, and they somehow have the answers to all the problems thrown at them. Some people have vivid imaginations. No one has all the answers, simply because no one knows all the questions. Even in death, people are still questioning what their fate will be. And as I pass on to the next stage in the human metamorphisis from child to adult that is called life, I too find myself wondering what my fate will be.
To Be Continued... ... ... (Oh man...I am so awesome) :D