Feeling: Thoughtful
Listening to: JS Bach - Partita No. 3 in E, BWV 1006 - 6. Gigue
I think.. I think that we'd all like to believe in something more than us. Something special. Because special things would mean special purpose, and special purpose means something more than what we can see right in front of ourselves.
This is where our fantasies come from-- all of the beautiful images we fancy ourselves in or imagine for others. It's the idea or the concept, more than anything else, that drives us to believe. Call it self-indulgence if you will, but what would the world be like if there never were a Santa Claus, or a Superman, or even the Little Train That Could?
So if I want to believe in the Little Fortune Cookie That Told Me So, who's to say I can't?
... well, everyone.
But I can work a 9 to 5 job and still decorate my coffee mug with vampires if I gawddamn want to. Also, if I want to take a class on how to understand the language of flowers, I will.
Because ******** it, that's why.
You never know what's going to save the world in the end, even if it's just my tiny piece of it.
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