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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/587399-It-never-makes-sense
Rated: 18+ · Book · Women's · #1268197
Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below.
#587399 added May 26, 2008 at 10:00pm
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It never makes sense.
"Invalid Entry Nothing makes sense to me anymore. Life used to make sense and then I grew up. I faced the cold void of reality and realized that when dealing with men, there is no logic. Men do not think logically (I suppose a man would say the same thing about women.)

Don't get me wrong, I like the way men think. Even if they don't think with their brains most of the time. Life would get extremely boring if men weren't from Mars and women weren't from Venus. Civilization would never progress without the give and take of the two extremes. The human race would never evolve without opposites.

I'm not sure about the direction this entry is taking. As usual, I got to thinking about men and realized I have this silly grin on my face. Maybe I need to find a guy and go out on a real honest to goodness date. Let him take me to a movie or show and feed me prime rib and chocolate cake. Let him bring me roses and diamonds. Maybe I need a vacation.

Logic is over rated. People want logic, but the only way an individual can find it is in his or her own thoughts. I think logically, but no one else does. I swear that I'm the only person in my household that thinks logically. There are two women living in my house, my mother and myself. She doesn't put anything away logically not the way I do. Of course, I suppose she thinks the same thing about me.

I can never find anything when my mother puts it away. Come to think of it, there are times when I put stuff away and can't find it later. Of course, that isn't because I don't put it in the logical place. I alway put things in a logical spot where I'm sure I can find it later. The problem is someone either moves the object, lays something on top of it, or I forget where I put it. It doesn't matter which because when I can't find an object I'm faced with a decision. I can either buy another one or I can find something else in the house that will work just as well.

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