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Dada Space Cat
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I: “I feel like everything that I have ever accomplished was in my head.” II: “Like it never happened?” I: “Yes, like it was just things I resolved in my mind.” II: “Isn’t that good? I: “No, I don’t think it’s good enough.” II: “For what?” I: “To be accomplished.” II: “What do you mean?” I: “To feel fulfilled in some way.” II: “In what way?” I: “Happy, I guess is what I mean.” II: “You’re not happy?” I: “I don’t think so, not always.” II: “Can you always be happy?” I: “No, of course not, but you can feel content, and many times I am not.” II: “So, what do you do?” I: “Well..hmm like I said, I resolve things in my mind.”…
Only the pinky can truly be happy. His little heart beats fast and he is just at the beginning.
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“Hi, nice to meet you. Thank you for coming.” What was standing by the door was a cat, but it was late, and he didn’t care. He just wanted to go home. So, the interviewer pointed to the chair in front of his desk, and gathered his papers into his hands while addressing the new comer. “Okay. I will ask you a few questions today.” “Meow.” He looked at the cat and nodded. “So, how do you feel about a room that is dirty?” “Meow.” “Would you feel comfortable in a dirty room?” “Meow, meow.” It shook its head, left to right. “Okay, fair enough.” So, how would you handle a rude student?”…
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It had been a long day. He took a sip of water from the water fountain..ghastly taste. One more interview and he was going home..finally. He walked back to his office, and set down. Minutes later however there was a light scratch at the door. He ignored it thinking it was the staff cleaning the school hallway. It really was getting late. scratch, scratch, scratch.. He looked at the door. The little glass window was covered by a piece of wood with a smiley face on it. It was a student project from wood shop, he unfortunately got it as a gift. It did it’s service however as no one was able to peak their annoying head and look in…
it’s good to pounder what we are becoming to see if it’s good.
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