Being alone in hall on Christmas eve and probably Christmas day
yet isn’t Christmas supposed to be about hope?
I love stories of dystopian universes, like Orwell’s 1984, Hurxley’s Brave New World. We like to think of our progress as success, but maybe there’s so much more to life than that…
Just watched Hunger Games (over the net). Maybe I should try to pick up a copy of the book. Haha. it seems interesting...
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