Words and dreams.

"There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams - not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything."

The Great Gatsby – F. Scott Fitzgerald

In The Fault in Our Stars on page 15 in the 7th paragraph on the 2nd line, 7 words in, Isaac tells us the story about his Surgeon. To sum it up, Isaac says he'd rather lose his ability to hear then his, remaining, ability to see. Personally if it was my choice, I'd rather be blind. 

I can imagine beautiful views, beautiful people, and beautiful words. But without my hearing how will I know how the beautiful words sound rolling from the beautiful tongues? 

When you listen to beautiful songs, you close your eyes and you dream. If I don't have to see than I can imagine my whole life differently. I can dream it so much more beautiful then reality. 

It's a shame that we are losing words. These days people text each other, not call. Everyone uses new, slang words. And they create their own meanings to our old, beautiful words.

We might as well be Neanderthals and communicate through gestures and grunts. 

- Rachel