I see a lot of smart people every day of my life. I used to see them every waking school hour of my day. They are obviously smart. But they are going out and dancing and singing and having fun. They aren’t stressed, they aren’t on meds, they aren’t sick. They have their faith and they have lives.
I’m not obviously smart. I am an extremely deep thinker. I write and I sketch and I dream. I’m not happy. My feelings are all over the place. They are very deep feelings, I love to extreme measures. I hate until everything is consumed by it.
I guess it’s true what they say; the smarter you are, the deeper you think, the more crazy and unhappy you become.
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