Why do the strangest, slightest things set me off into complete sadness? I mean, I understand the real answer is YOU ARE DEPRESSED, but I watched my brother wait for his school bus this morning and several thoughts went through my head:
He would probably rather be doing other things, but he's diligently doing what society has asked him to do.
He could probably get a better education in another way, but he is gratefully accepting what has been offered him.
I don't take advantage of my opportunities.
School doesn't teach passion as well as it could.
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