177.
If let's say you were to write a story with me as the main character.
It would certainly be a tragedy.
No.
Everyone's the same, in fact.
He's the main character of his novel and she's the main character of her movie.
All those that walk this earth
Are the main characters of their own tragedies.
All steal,
and from all something is stolen.
We can't help it.
That's who we are.
Steal, and be stolen.
Imprison, and be imprisoned.
Follow, and be followed.
Do, and be done unto.
Affirm and negate. Over and over.
And yet...
We fight ceaselessly to save ourselves from loss.
The people and places we love
Will one day surely be lost.
We all will surely
Be forgotten.
Life is sad.
Empty.
But,
Despite knowing we will one day be bereft,
Despite knowing we will one day disappear,
We still strive in wretched ways.
We still wish to be beautiful.
And...
I consider.
"Which one?"
I choose.
"This one."
Forever choosing.
Forever being chosen.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
