This sums it up:
My current thoughts on my research paper on Anne Bradstreet:
I washed thy face, but more defects I saw,
And rubbing off a spot, still made a flaw.
I stretcht thy joints to make thee even feet,
Yet still thou run’st more hobbling than is meet.
- Anne Bradstreet
“Years I spent in vanity and pride, caring not that my savior died,…”
This has a very good point. As I said in class today, many people today are slaves to what other people think. I am not. (Not that I don’t think I’m flawless, on the contrary, I know I’m flawless. Just kidding) I have as many flaws as you do, so don’t be offended. As the country song goes:
“I don’t give a dern what anybody thinks, what d’ya think about that!”
Just because of this doesn’t mean that You can do ANYTHING, it means that with the freedom to do what we are supposed to do, we should not care what people think about the way we dress, think, look like, or even what hobbies we have. People try to find commonalities in hobbies, and when you have an odd hobby, you are often counted out.