Don’t you feel at times as if we would be sitting in eternity?
I mean, my body changes, I’m not going to claim here it doesn’t. But I’m a very weird way, I don’t.
I mean, I don’t think I’m the same as the one who was a child, yet, I am.
Maybe I have more restraint now.
I mean, it’s weird to go to the LEGO store and come out empty handed. But my rational brain knows I shouldn’t buy another set.
I somehow carry the same insecurities. Maybe now I laugh at my stupidity.
(I just passed by a couple of places to eat that kind of called me, but I kept on going to the one someone-who was related to the owner- recommended. Not the best decision making process)
But now I laugh at myself. And I still eat.
Don’t know, it feels to me I’m sitting here in eternity watching it all change. My body, the world. The clouds. It is entertaining to watch my thoughts go by.
Thank you for hearing me ramble.
Pablo