I don't think I ask myself this question enough.
Anyway, I was just thinking about where fortune cookies come from. Little, good things in life that's supposed to make someone smile and even change their outlook on certain things. But the fortune cookies are stacked along a conveyor belt and given a half second of treatment for station after station of production, before they're shipped out to consumers.
Maybe I'm just another fortune cookie. I'm supposed to grow up and help change the world...in theory. But these days, school and life go by so fast, I feel like I'm on the conveyor belt, zooming by elementary school, high school, classes, extracurriculars. I'm not gaining the most out of anything and getting a tacky fortune before I'm shipped out into the world to just "exist." A lot of the times, the machines are going so fast, they put the same fortune in two different cookies. Same with public schools. They ingest hopeful, aspiring students and crap out kids who all want to be doctors.
And they call it progress...what's progress when the old generation is teaching the new generation to conform to old ways? UGH.
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