it's staggering to find out you gave someone too much credit.
everything is average until something so feverishly ignorant is said, that you find it hard to believe you have to defend their honor thereafter:
my melancholy stems in balancing a conversation with manners, when the person is a stranger. you have to work to sympathize for them and on behalf of them, i have to ask less, "how has this individual been coming along in this world, when we see and hear the same things and yet their result is dramatically anchored to intellectually different principles." i have yet so much to learn. but i have even more to come to terms with--
a compilation of things that make up an online sketchbook, and stuff.