sbertolo
To be part of a society. Relatively, no one is civilized in all societies. Everyone is civilized in their own way. It evokes certain images in ones mind depending on culture, but doesn't have defining characteristics
Bury our memories, our regrets. Bury them in time. Finding new ones with only flashes of the old. This is what makes us.
Since I saw you on the last day of school. How you've changed. What do you want now? Life I suppose, living life. Or thats what you say. I remember the way your school bag swung against your legs.