...being forgotten. Most people are remembered only 75 years after their death. What are your great-grandparents names? Do you remember? Who says that your great or great-great-grand children will know your name? I am scared to death of being forgotten. My mother is a normal, suburban mother. I am scared to death of becoming that. I want to be remembered. I want to be the Shakespeare, Emily Bronte, and Sir Issac Newton.
I WANT TO BE IMMORTAL.
But why am I special?
There are moments when I doubt myself. I'm not a scientists. I'm not an infamous playwrite. WHAT CAN I DO?
WHAT WILL I DO TO MAKE MYSELF IMMORTAL?
WHAT DO I DO WITH THESE CREEPING THOUGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?
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