They have neither the matured and systematically trained powers of the Polygonal Bachelors and Masters of Arts, nor yet the native precocity and mercurial versatility of the youthful Tradesman.
Flatland by Edwin Abbott
Here I'm talking to myself. To remind myself about things because I'm a forgetting person. I don't give a damn what people think. If you read this and you think this is about you, well, you’re an egocentric brat who thinks the world revolves around you. Either that or you’re right. You think I'm posting rude stuff. Wait till you read the ones I don't post.
