Post #2 Form B

“Her restlessness no had no object on which to focus. It became forced into a straitjacket. When occasionally it stretched its limbs she felt so agitated she did not know what to do with herself. Sometimes, she would fall to the floor unconscious. She was to have blackouts like these for the rest of her life.” (Chang 35)
This quote shows how terrible, lonely, and dull the life of Jung Chang’s grandmother, a warlord’s concubine, was. The grandmother spent six years waiting around a near empty house and was confined both mentally and physically to the point where she would have blackouts which would haunt her for the rest of her life. I all too often hear complaints about how overly busy people are, but personally, I would rather have a hectic life full of too many things to do than live a life so dull that I would randomly fall unconscious. Being busy can sometimes seem like too much but there is always an end in sight. Having nothing to do however, is a long and dull existence to which it is hard to find a finish line. Looking at the grandmother’s life like this I find that I have come to truly respect her strength and am glad for the life I have.