We Could Be Clones
No one cares about you. In the end, in the crisis, most of us are utterly alone. Our thoughts, our gods, our obsessions, our proclivities, our fears hopes and dreams.
No one cares about you. In the end, in the crisis, most of us are utterly alone. Our thoughts, our gods, our obsessions, our proclivities, our fears hopes and dreams.
I have no map for the transformation taking place. All my reserves have been exhausted. I still have faith. I still pray. I still believe. Even as the world is…
It's hard to remember stuff. We read, we study, we learn. Then, over time, we forget. We have to relearn a lot of information. It's a lifetime learning sort of situation.