There's always this urge to do really crazy things. Then followed by it, the fear of you being taken away from me. And then there is the thought of you not belonging to me in the first place. Finally it all boils down to the belief that nothing's going to work out and I shall stop being stupid. It might be good, ain't it so?
Helen Keller says, "The highest result of education is tolerance." Apparently I haven't been able to obtain the result. I'm still trying, although, at the moment, what I should attempt is to resist the onslaught of temptations that never fail to advance in all directions.
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