There she was, standing by the window, reflecting her thoughts, drowning out her sorrows, looking better than she ought to, at this age. Never able to fit in, with people in her age group, with how they conduct their lives. Her spirit, will not allow that to happen.It is like she is losing her grip on reality, thinking that she is still 30 something.
She wonders if she is really someone, who comes from a higher being, who lives on some bright star. Who is some how keeping her mind in a younger state, and she is then able to understand the younger generations, well, not so much this latest one, but only because of how they are being taught in school, compared to how she was. No more critical thinking, nothing past the mind numbing ps3, or wii games, and more games. Don't worry to much though kiddies, I am sure that you can become walmart greeters, which doesn't require critical thinking, just a friendly smile and a sales flier.
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