There are a ton of things circling around my brain right now and I think the best thing for me to do is to sit down and focus on what I really want out of life and to decide upon the path that will ultimately lead me to my future. Part of me, as capricious as this sounds, really wishes that this was the year of Earth’s demise; that this was the beginning of the end or the end of the end. Whatever the case, I sometimes don’t see the point in living out our lives. Why does what we do while on this Earth matter if, at the end of the road, we’re all just going to die? How do we really know that there is an afterlife and if that afterlife truly exists, how are we so sure that our actions in this life will have any effect on it? Whatever. Tangent.

I just wanted to talk. I just want to talk. I’m not sure which is more appropriate. I’m almost certain that this isn’t the end of it, though. No. You’ll hear more soon.