Where have I been?
Where am I?
Am I on a rock floating through space?
Am I sticky and gooey inside my meat sack?
Am I lost in meditation about the thoughts of where I am?
I ponder these things as if I'll gain some clarity from the pondering.
There is nothing in life that is certain, that I am certain.
We must find out who "we" are by testing our limitations.
Get close to death, live with reckless abandon and then you'll find out what you are.
Or don't and live a comfortable and easy life.
Neither or either or both or all are good.
For some, organizing their living space is the most difficult thing in the world.
Others are able to pay someone to throw them out of a plane.
Resources determine our ability to test ourselves.
Opportunity comes with resources.
Struggle to obtain creates distinct personalities.
Who are you?
Are you the pain you lived through or the joy you've experienced?
Are you the you that had a happy childhood or are you the divorcee 30 years later?
How do you define your current self?
My current self is writing this while I'm supposed to be working.
I have the luxury of working at home.
I didn't though.
I wanted my life to end quickly until I was in my early 20's.
I was miserable.
I was happy.
But the misery overtook me in most moments.
I was loved.
I was unloved.
The lack of love overtook me in most moments.
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