Nothing in the world is confusing, for the world is made up of confusion. And confusion, at least, is understandable. We know what it is. We see it and we say, ah, yes, it is confusion. We nod amongst ourselves and we look on, oblivious.
Madness string 45870
'Everyone is different and I'm okay with that.' Wrote that right before I tried walking down a hallway and it flattened on me.