What went wrong with my equation? It was supposed to be a mathematical prose that any layman could understand. It referred to me as being the 'good guy' to whom good things would happen.I never considered the 40s would teach me that being the 'good guy' is not enough. Clearly it works for others, not for me. What do I lack? craziness?I have been honest and truthful to myself and this has been so damn boring, even to me. I just came to realise that my equations are never complex enough to capture and retain the attention of those I am interested in.
I used to be so passionate and romantic. I miss my old self.
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