currently it’s 7:41 pm.
why do people always use solid numbers like 3:00 or 4:30, why not 4:56 or 7:23?
why do people always say be back in 10 minutes or 5 minutes, why not, 6 minutes or 13 minutes?
why do we always end up rounding them off? why do we always approx them to an extent where we forget that they even existed?
i genuinely love numbers. maybe it’s because i know how it feels to be unloved at times that i believe that every little number deserves do to be loved. even if it’s 13 or 34.
some people might not like numbers, as they are a quantity or an adjective. or perhaps, its just because they don’t like maths. (tbh i actually like maths bc it’s so fun solving problems and it’s even more fun when it actually makes sense)
but numbers are just like us. some are wanted by many, and some don’t even get to feel loved.
and now it 8:03 pm.
(I’m sorry if this seems like a pointless rant to you, lol)
(this feather was really pretty, i kinda lost it now tho :(( whoops)