I'm glad, in some way. And of course I'm extremely proud of him. He's younger than me, he has won a lot of prizes at school. I haven't. I just read all day and fantasize. I write poetry, I can't live properly not even one day without my notebook and fountain pen. I ask myself philosophy question, wonder about the world. I'm intelligent, I think, but not smart.
How should I feel about this..
please try to give me a deep answer, as I am making a big confession here, nobody knows.
Please, no typical answers..
Thank you.
2007-03-16
12:46:51
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