I don’t think I’ve ever been quite so
pleased and disappointed by something at the same time.
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| Still used to this. |
I’ve
always been a cynic about many things, but I’m also an optimist about many
things. This has always left in a bit of a conundrum about many things, like if
something tragic happens I don’t know if I should stand sullenly in a corner
going “I knew things weren’t going to end well” or to go on a march declaring
“We shall overcome.” I suppose in reality I’m the kind of person who believes
that ultimately we are all going to go up in flames and slowly be reduced to
ash, but it’ll be more interesting to burn while dancing rather than sitting
sullenly in a corner going “I knew this was all going to happen” while my
spleen spontaneously combusts.
