Hey... it's been a while. I have absolutely no idea why I'm writing other than I want to. Nothing to write about. Nothing to say.
I'm having one of those cliche surreal moments where I think about my existence and where my place in the world is and if it's important or not.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to say I don't matter, even though I really don't know if I do. I'm not thinking of it in a "no one loves me, if I died no one would care" kind of ways. More of a scientific way. In what way would the world be different If I'd never existed, or ceased to exist right now. Would someone's life fifty years from now some how be changed without his or her knowing? Would someone I know now but am not close to's life be any different than If I'd continued living but left in four months as planned. Would my sudden disappearance affect them in any way?
Now... I'm thinking about what a jackass I am for writing that last paragraph. I mean really? The "I'm so tiny I don't even matter." spiel is overdone. I just need to eat my burger and watch some midnight TV and not affect the world in my little corner of it.
~Inddy
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