They were so much part of my life. But because of them, I was living in solitude a great part of my life. The deep and sometimes dark thoughts were a result of them.
Without them, I am one of the masses. No different from any other human being. But I am happier. No deep, dark thoughts. Just simple or maybe shallow thoughts.
To read or not to read?
To write or not to write?
To have deep thoughts or not think at all?
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