"I know only two things in life, I know that I will die and I know that I know nothing...."
My friend said this to me tonight.
And it got me thinking.
What is it I truely know of my life.
#1. I think therefore I am. *Cogito Ergo Sum*
#2. I will someday die.
#3. I know nothing, and that which I do know is nothing.
Some people wonder or question why my writting is a bit on the depressive side.
I guess thats basically my answer.
I will smile when at school.
I will laugh.
I will converse with friends and make them happy.
I don't think of these things when my mind is occupied.
I think of these things when I am alone.
Sitting in front of my computer.
Wanting to escape.
Looking for meaning in my life.
Through my fingers.
Into letters.
Creating words.
These are the reasons why I write.
But as I mentioned earlier, I only know three things.
And the reason why i write wasn't on the list.
Shit.
It's a good guess though.
12:04 a.m. - 2004-02-10
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