i can’t stop marveling over the airplanes at work. they really are the epitome of human engineering. I’m just here all…hungry. sometimes it’s hard to think why i exist. i mean, i get IT. but.. why ME? i always wonder.. what if i wasn’t? The earth is too much for me to simply “exist.” i MUST do something. there has to be something right? I just can’t figure it out. i don’t know what to do. The things i do know i should do is bombarded with obstacles and people that tell me i shouldn’t. It sounds good to listen, but it feels incomplete. there’s nothing satisfying in this world. we are free to wonder. Well, here i am. wondering. ..
My eyes are doing this weird thing where it zooms in on things and makes things appear closer and bigger than they are. My goodness I need to get a full 8 hours tonight. Or I’m going to start seeing an alter ego of myself wandering around like in fight club. Like I’m pretty sure this new person I met at UPS is not a real person. It’s me. It’s tripping me out.