my inner sociologist is going crazy.
i'm reading no impact man and it's having a total impact on me. i keep thinking and wondering, "what's my part in the world? what's my purpose? how can i truly and sincerely make a difference? what am i doing that i can do differently?"
ok, that's heavy.
sometimes i think about how cruel humanity can be.
how mean people are to each other, to other living organisms, to our planet.
and yes, that's even heavier.
it weighs on me. i don't know why. maybe i'm having some weird quarterlife crisis again. i don't know.
i don't know where i'm going with this other than to say that i'm thinking about it.
i hope that pretty soon i will stop thinking about it and will start making a difference.
i guess that's all for today.