|Current mood:|| contemplative|
|Current music:||Beatles-Hey Jude|
Sometimes i feel so purposeless. It seems like there are a few people in the world that have a great deal of importance to the rest of us and then there are the rest of us( millions) that for lack of a better way of putting it, have no importance. Do we just take up space and answer the immediate needs of our own bodies and thoughts? Yes it pleases us to have things go our way, but does that really mean anything later on when we are gone?
On the other hand,Should i be living my seconds to the fullest? Squeezing life out to the last drop? Am i wasting my time in my hopeless routines of the day? Do i have it wrong enjoying the simple things? Should i be out pushing the limit, raising the bar? Ugh, my thoughts always contradict themselves. In the end i'm sitting here in front of my computer not being important and not living on the edge.