I sit in one of my steaming hot baths and stare at the suds floating on the water. It’s a huge silver mass on top of the water, laying there like a fine impressive tablecloth. I stick my hand in it and watch and the suds eddy and swirl away. The make intricate patterns on top of the water that are gone in an instant, I can only study their beauty for a fraction of a second then they are gone. I can hardly remember what they looked like, only that they where splendid. Such I think, it the nature of the universe. Letting you glimpse it for a moment, then it flees from you. Such things must not be meant for mortal eyes.

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I miss being a kid. I want to be little and not have a care in the world. I mourn for my childhood. For it is seldom now I can sleep easy. As soon as my head hits my pillow I think of things. These things never fail to worry me. Most of them are stupid; when I was little I would have never thought of these things. I would have gone to sleep and been ready for the day. Now I wake up tired and haggard and dark rings adorn my eyes.

Now that I’m old I don’t sleep. Give me back my childhood Father Time.

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What kind of person am I? Am I deep and philosophical? (Hey, hey, I know what your thinking but I have my moments!) Am I the nerd who knows all those African proverbs for the test, even if I didn’t read the section on them? Will every one always ask me what the word means and look at me blankly when I quote Shakespeare? Is every one else just too stupid or am I too smart? Is it both or what, because I sick and tired of telling every one what contradictory means! Am I the weird kid who reads “Those backwards books.” and watches anime and sings J-pop as she goes down the hall? Am I the kid who loves to make people look at her like she’s crazy? Who will yell something random in the hallway? (THESE ARE NOT MY PANTS!) Who dances her way to the lunch room and kicks it old school and does the Twist? Or am I all these people?