scales
Relax dear, you’re happy now; repetition has reinforced my every assertion. I suppose Adolf was good for something in that respect. I wonder if anyone’s thinking about me right this moment - doubtful. Then I glance at the screen and realize it’s 2:51am on a Monday night and there’s my answer confirmed. Oh Plato, where are you when I need you! I’m hesitant about this whole mind-body dichotomy of dualism. If my aptitude and wisdom are completely distinct from the entity in which they are enclosed within, which should be the doniminator in this equation? Sometimes it feels logical to simply throw all these reflective thoughts for the sakes of pure trivial aesthetics like everyone else. I’m sure I’d be a lot happier.
But then I remember, I am happy now.