Iam "Man... This is miserable... I can't
even think right now. I
don't even know what to write. I started writing this and now I've just been staring at the screen for an hour. I have this kind of vague conceptualization of 'other people's lives' that I wanted to write about but I
don't know where I'm going with it... Thinking about it is horrifying. 'Other people's lives?' It's just bizarre! To even try and imagine what other people's lives are
like is terrifying.................................................
Sorry, had to run and get
something to drink *glug glug glug glug* Tssaah! Hoo... I was parched. I'm mad dehydrated right now. Where was I? 🤔
Oh, 'other people's lives.'
Yeah, it's just weird and sad to think about. Everybody running around doing shit all the time... *Sigh* See? I told you I didn't know where I was going with this... I'm looking at this girl now (watching a video) and she's doing stuff (in the past) and the more I think about it the weirder it gets... She's just over there... All the time... Doing stuff... Gradations of good and bad things have undoubtedly happened to her... She probably knows some things... But there she is... Just there... She's there now... Probably laying in
bed... It's still
pretty early...
Maybe she just got up... Or
maybe she's in the shower... That's hot. That a hot thought...
Er, shit, you know what I'm saying though. It's just weird. It's much easier to be solipsistic... Man... it's already been 3 hours? Damn..."
