Hello everyone,
Yesterday, I have read a very short essay by Robert Fulghum."It was on fire
when I lay on it" was the titlle. In a small town a man laid down on a burning
bed. Why? Was he drunk?Ill?Dumb?Did he just a weird sense of humor? ???
I was thinking a lot about everyday life. Why people do things. But, how can I
understand why people do things if sometimes my own actions are mysteries.
Life is very complicated!!
I don't know. Everything seems to me so confusing today. Maybe, it is better
don't think about our actions, like robots. What do you think?
Well, here you are my thoughts,
Have a nice day,
Marina
PD: Feel free to correct me my mistakes. Thanks a lot.
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