The Wake

5478 days since my first second in the earth, and hundreds of moments i've been thinking, and now I realised my existence as a selfish alien being.

Surprised?

Ten minutes ago since i started writing this, I was waiting for the lift when a teacher I didn't recognise greeted me. She asked me if I was too active (read : tired), because I was too quiet, she said. She told me to concentrate more and take some rest.

That's not the problem, though. But the point is, she REMEMBER me.

And I don't.

I never have much time for the others. I rarely think of the others - sure, I thinked too much of them during daydreaming, and rarely do the same while taking practical decisions.

Do you feel the same?