I finished a book yesterday. Life of Pi. It was pretty good, I have to say. Here's the problem: I get so depressed every time I finish reading a book. Why is this? I don't get sad at the end of movies (unless, of course, it's a sadly-ending movie). There's just something about getting to the end of a book that's so much more final. You know, with a movie you know you'll probably watch it 10 more times (if you like it a lot). A book, however, you COULD read over and over...but you probably won't. It's just the facts. You'll go on with your life, probably all but forgetting the contents of those pages that you once loved so much. It's just sad. I wish it were different.
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Nice legs kid, but unfortunately I can't tell you a thing to do about the travesty in life you just described. I suppose you could marry a millionaire and read books all day, in a nice climate controlled space with a bug net, under a tree.
Perhaps people don't post comments cause it takes more than an act of Congress for the submission to go through. And when it does, after 15 minutes, it leaves you with an error page making you press submit again - hence the two posts.
As we discussed earlier I think I'm an even bigger dork because I almost wept (we're gonna go with almost) when I finished a book. But I have an important question for you........ If someone put a gun to your head and said choose dysarthria or dysphagia, which would you choose? This is what I take with me from my education at UGA.......
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