I don't know why, but nowadays, a lot of people don't have any special interests. I was talking to that girl, asking her about anything she was interested in. Any book, movie, song, literally anything. Nothing. And she's not the only one.
Do people nowadays really prefer to not have any passions? What happened to those writers who were ready to die but not give up on their ideas and opinions? To those artists who were ready to draw paintings with their own blood just to show their feelings? To those children who imagined being pirates, cowboys, cosmonauts? Dreaming about something great, unexplored?
I will never believe we knelt before the throne of numbers and codes, were possessed by the need for constant happiness.