Reading the aeneid showed me just how... like, really stupid I was. And thats not to be all negative against myself- thats just fact. I mean, I annotated it because otherwise I knew there would just be zero way I could get through it- and I mean, the annotations helped- but it was a bit sad to read like a whole page and have my translation be- ok, ok, party, drinking, food, happiness- and now more partying and they are all stoked to be together... and now I think there might be something sexual going on--- ohhh ohhh! Ok! Its a trick! Ohhh cuz of venus! Oooooh.
And similarly like... horrendous translations after translations.
But at least now I think I can sort of follow it. They all have like 17 different names... but I think I got it.
60 pages of annotation. Blah. And I think the illiad is next so it doesnt ever really end.
Am going to say though that once I started getting the picture of what was going on- through annotating it- it got marginally easier to get through. Its a good story I have to admit.
I say I'm not outwardly affectionate and that I'm not a touchy feel person. But should I be? I'm starting to wonder if that's what I need most, and are most afraid to lose. A close, intimate connection with someone.
A mind wanders as does the soul
"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams".
"I or E: NF or ENTP, you'll always be ARET to me. Ambiverting, Rational thinking, Emoting, and Trailblazing since the 90's"