my first words as a baby were, "what's that." appropriately, it came out of my mouth sounding more like "whaasat?" but regardless of my pronunciation, my first utterance has reflected the theme of my existence.
my life has been constantly and consistently tinged with curiosity.
i often find the world's reality and my imagination clashing. at times like that i relentlessly ask "why?"
seldom do i get an answer.
and alas, here i am posing a question:
"why am i like this?"
my desire for knowledge is bittersweet.
i have yet to find out if it's a valuable attribute, or a sweet downfall.
yours until the pigs fly,
alessondra marie
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