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"Lovesick" and other concerns of a fashionista

by Gweat and Powaful Twixie

Chapter 1: note one of twenty-nine

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note one of twenty-nine


“Lovesick” and other concerns of a fashionista

Twenty-Nine notes that kept me sane


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Twilight lent me a book after a long afternoon of talking, Existentialism by Robert Soloman. A curiously small book that’s quite dense to the casual reader. Usually I fancy myself more than that, but I may have been wrong. As I read it, I found myself staring at the words rather than actually reading. I watched ten pages unfold at the speed I usually read without a clue as to what was being said. At the end of the ten pages I knew as much as I did as when I started. Twas odd, and has engulfed my thoughts since then. I’m going to try again, but not today— tomorrow, when I have a clearer mind.

That’s another thing (of a rapidly growing list) that I find curious. Wouldn’t a smart pony slow down if they weren’t understanding what they had their nose in? I mean, I’m no prodigy like Twilight, but I’ve been told of possessing, and have aptly demonstrated, moderate intelligence. I’m not the uneducated rabble, so shouldn’t I read slower when I’m not understanding something? It seems like the educated thing to do.

Maybe I’m blowing this all out of proportion. I mean, a pony could have simply been awestruck by the genius of the paper. The chap did possess a wonderful vocabulary, and exactly one time I did follow his train of thought (or so I think). Unironically, it was the bit about coffee, but I digress. Like a child is dazzled by a fantastic magic show, I was left unable to explain what was being presented to me. The child and I are so very similar in this respect, and less reflective ponies would be able to accept this and move on. Instead, it makes me ask more questions, not about the way things are, but about the way things ought to be.

Sure, it’s a minor incident. Of course it means little to nothing and I should simply cast it into the wind, but what if I’m just failing to notice something greater out of foolish ignorance? Of all things, I despise the brand of ignorance. I wish to be well-informed, worldly, and sharp enough to read a silly little book. If there is some sort of underlying personality flaw then I feel like it is my obligation to acknowledge it, if not address and correct it. Next Chapter: note two of twenty-nine Estimated time remaining: 25 Minutes

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