to step on a rock, to reach a rock
How does one live when all that you know is that you are breathing and trying your chance at luck every single time? Maybe it is because of the lack of socializing I am doing or the lack of someone who can read my mind, who probably even knows the future because they have reincarnated into some book of my life or such, but it just feels so in the spot to think of 'living up the peak' when you just don't know how your next moment would be like. 'But maybe everything might just fall into place, right?' I am that much of a utopian to think so. Because that was life for me until now, to just do my part and everything would align. For all, life just feels beyond only saying that I am in love and I love living, two of the things which I say a lot. It is a spider web, but there is no spider, so you are just in the weighting balance of thinking things like, 'what if a spider comes out of nowhere', 'what if I just be stuck here for god knows how much time'...