Families are all enjoying the sun here. They all pretend to leisurely walk
outside, rather observing others i'd say. A few weeks ago there was nothing
but rain outside, so it's nice to have some sun but I hate people.
Why do they all look at me like that, why am I such a specimen to them..
I like to think that it's because I am more human than human and so they
see me as otherworldly while I think what is really from another planet is
how they engage into such pathetic routines evedyday.
I mean life is a quest to acquire something in your brain, it's a mission for
something mental, something like inner peace. However, I often see others around me being on a quest indeed,but not the right one.
they are on a quest for the big machine, and therefore they are nothing more
than gears in an engine they would never understand.
So I stay alone, not because I hate everyone, but rather because everyone thinks I do heh...
