So I wrote this during the SAT, not actually during the test, because that would be impossible, but during my blurry and disoriented study time. Keep that in mind. You see, I was working on my laptop and something wasn’t working. Some people get angry when technology doesn’t work, but I remained rather calm. All I said was “why won’t you work? You always throw these tantrums.” Then later I couldn’t fit something in my purse. “You need to fit”. Then I realized that I now address all f my possessions in the second person. This led me to examine why? I came up with two possible reasons I might do this. One: I am slowly going insane and will eventually believe that my possessions have thoughts and feelings and they may eventually talk back and my incessant monologuing will end in utter lunacy and conversations with my purse and laptop. The other option was I am slowly becoming a proponent of slavery, something I don’t want to be. Maybe my madness isn’t that my possessions have opinions and personalities, but that I still expect them to unquestioningly do my bidding. This thought scares me. For once I hope I am going insane.
The surface area of an average-sized brick is 79 cm squared.
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