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Well, I'm not doing homework. And I can't sleep. So I figured I'd let you in on what I'm doing.

Why is it that in this fast paced world full of technology and research, that we have yet to find a cure for imperfection and guilt? For how much longer must we continue to live a savage life full of jealousy and love as opposed to the robot-like life of emotional idolness? Why can they replace and fix every damaged orgin or bone, but have yet to heal an infinitively broken heart?

Everyone's life as we know it is full of flaws and mishaps; unable to control ourselves, as humans, we react in the only we we know how: according to emotion. In a perfect worl, that which lacks human emotion, that which is more controlled, we as people would no longer have to rely on others, directly or passively, to provide us with that happiness that we desperate beings long for.

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Currently in our imperfect sad little world, we put time and effort into things that can never truely exsist. For example; we tend to try to create this thing called forever. Honestly. What is forever? According to websters, forever is without ever ending, eternally. But how often does forever really last forever? Why is it that we try so hard to live by this definition, when that dream of forever is often disturbed by people, events, and opinions?

In a perfect world, there would be no forever. There would INDEED by a short term future, but not forever. If forever yielded to exsist, many of the broken hearts, suicides, tears and sweat would also be non exsistant. Forever is full of broken promises and crashed dreams. And in a perfect world, there wouldn't be time for such.

Needless to say, I personally wish I could care less, but for some reason I can't. The one time I don't wish to remember and reminise, I do. I'm trying to hold on to something that is no longer near me, and that draws me closer and closer to the insanity of the imperfect world; chasing after something that you believe is there, only to find it is out of your reach...