I have had an easy life. No real struggle, no great pain. I am like an observer--I know what sorts of things others experience and go through, but I have never had to face any of it myself. Like being in love, taking a holiday from life, getting into a fight, missing someone, hurting someone, crossing the line, being really and truly passionate about something. I know these things happen and I know about the problems and joys they bring, but I can only watch and nod quietly to myself, taking notes in case my future proves more eventful than the present. And maybe it is a good thing that I have been so barred and hidden from the harsh realities of privileged-college-kid life. But it is in human nature to want what you cant have. I suppose that while I am at this vantage point of the shielded observer, I may as well sit and foolishly want and want and never have to worry about actually feeling any of it. Romantic notions are always dashed by the truth anyway.
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