This life is here for a reason, we don’t have to say exactly what that reason is, we just have to believe in it no matter what happens in this life, we have to understand one thing. That thing is that we are not alone in the universe. I’m not saying there are aliens out there, but yeah there are aliens out there. It’s a concept that people have wondered about from time to time, there doesn’t appear to be anything else you can do but wonder what’s going on in the skies above us! There are so many things in this life that don’t always seem to matter, but you wish they would, at least that’s what I’d like to think would happen. I’m not sure that’s how this life is meant to be understood of course. If there’s anything in this life that doesn’t make sense, then it will always be there. It doesn’t have to make sense, that’s the absurdity of it all! Why should it make sense if there’s nothing to grasp from it all? I’m not sure I know the ansewr to that question. Such a life comes and goes an...
The title says it all. People just want to write. I just want to write. I don't want to worry about styles or anything like that. I just simply want to put words down onto paper, or digitally rather. Paper can come later. It's those moments where all you want to do is just throw out words and form sentences, you don't want to have to think about font sizes or selections. Should this word be blue, or red? Should it be Times new Roman or Arial? Forget those decisions and just simply write.