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Am I flighty? And frivolous? Since I focus on happy, fun things, does that make me incapable of comprehending despair? Or desire? Or doubt? Am I really that shallow? Or that dense?
Since I do not speak about politics or religion, does that mean I do not have an opinion? Since I do not talk about sorrows, hurts and fears, am I without them?
Are not we all more than these text windows? Or must I limit my whole being to my play?
ETA - this is rhetorical. I've got a pretty good handle on the answers. ;)
Since I do not speak about politics or religion, does that mean I do not have an opinion? Since I do not talk about sorrows, hurts and fears, am I without them?
Are not we all more than these text windows? Or must I limit my whole being to my play?
ETA - this is rhetorical. I've got a pretty good handle on the answers. ;)