Thoughts

I am very sorry for the unbearably long amount of time I have left this project untouched. So in order to get myself back into neutral from this recent hiatus of writing and examining, I am posting a note I made to myself while I was in detention.

Sitting next to a boy of a heavy, obese nature—not too unhealthy, but clearly overweight. At the start of our knowledge of one another’s existence, I thought that he belonged to the small group of people I have spent the last four years looking down upon. The unknowing, ignorant, feigning masculinity, redneck types. But when he opened his mouth, a voice escaped that projected none of my previous judgments. He spoke with a modest, unassuming, nearly inaudible sigh. His self-consciousness permeated into his voice and in the instant he spoke, I felt such vast love for him and hate for myself for my judgment and ill acceptance.