Mood:
I know I'm not the first person to question existence, in fact I'm likely one of many millions who have done precisely that. Of course, with the pace of contemporary times, we tend to overlook a great many things. There are just so many things I want to know, yet there is so little time. I feel very pressured to do things like get a degree, have a steady job, get married; but I don't know where the pressure comes from. Am I scared to end up as an old lonely idiot? Could be. I may even feel that I will be unacceptable to others if I don't do these things within a certain period of time. Don't get me wrong, as much as I bitch about society, I really do love people. I think that stems from a need to feel accepted, which in turn justifies my existence in some small way. I suppose I just need to find some new outlet for all of my restless energy. Maybe I'll take up the baritone again....