Now I'm sitting here, wondering what the hell I'm doing here. It's a frequent curiosity. Why we are compelled to do random crap. Me more so than others. I happen to be a person who doesn't feel much. Inside. I don't experience emotion like others. It's hard for me to love. Easier to hate and be angry. But they are momentary. Mostly, I feel empty. like an empty bottle of soda- no fizz. It's a curiosity of mine. I like to wonder why I am like this. Perhaps it's momentary in the great zit of life? I cannot be sure, but what I do know is that I was warmer. Once. Back to where we've never been. X

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