Seems like everything is turning to the zeros these days. My car–born in 2008–is now at 100050 miles while the blog is at 1005. I want to find symmetry in the numbers, the way the arronovsky painted hidden meaning in the sequences of Pi. It probably isn’t that deep, instead being a random coincidence of events all stemming from a causal point. I’ve spent a lot of time wondering about causal points lately and whether or not the choices I made in life were the best choices for me. The same friend who convinced me to start this blog is convinced that the majority of my life choices are selfless, meaning that they are for other people.
Maybe.
I am selfish about my writing when i actually have time to do it. That is about me and my own escape from this sometimes torturous reality. I am slipping more and more into these other realms, building to a crescendo of writing and maybe, just maybe, growing my legend a bit more.