

And the pursuit of happiness.My name is Betsy Sue and I'm one hundred years old. I've never been married, I've never had kids I've never been to a prom, and I've never been kissed. And I'm worried, really, because the eighty-some years I have left to go have no set direction. It bothers me when I go into supermarkets and see tiny children bouncing balls and playing made-up games Yet, despite the fact that I wish I was a little girl riding around in a cart I'm glad I don't have any. I'm pretty sure I have life worked out, really, more than all the rest. When us senior citizens get together to play bingo or go bowling,And the pursuit of happiness.


NothingDon't run away from the world now. There's nothing more You think Nothing more that can happen.Nothing
They don't understand you now. They never will
You're foreign There's more experience on you
Than age can bring to a person.
But, oh, they do. They're coping, living it through. Their problems are manifested differently, you see.
You don't understand them.
There is so much more in the world. Besides you.
So don't hide away in
Your nook Your fantasy life of books Of music and damp corners
Beca


CornersForever. It seems like forever Since we drew colors on shaped crackers And used Crayola for tattoos. Since we batted our eyes and wore strange wigs And flailed our arms. Forever. It's such a big word. Big In the way its meaning seems endless. Endless.Corners
I don't understand how that endless, infinite feeling Of being retched in time Can fit into such a small word. A word so finite. A word that can spill from
Any mouth, really.
Forever is a scary word. Because there is no forever. There's no forever and we're simply raci
Tree
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Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum viditur.
Or 'Whatever is said in Latin sounds profound.'
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You understand less as the pages turn.
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You understand less as the pages turn.
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chuggin that h2o!!!!!!
...GAHHH!!!! O_______O
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