There's so many things, endless lists of things, I will never understand. Sometimes I just feel like I'm floating, especially when I'm alone or at night. I think that's because there isn't anything to keep track of where you are in time, and things just start to stand still. There isn't time anymore, I'm just here. Here. Wherever that is.
When things get too quiet I get scared. When my mind wanders too far away I get scared. Because I don't know; there is just so much out there I don't know, how can I feel okay with the little that I do know? Too many questions that will never truly be answered, yet I can't forget about them. Is this done to us on purpose? Or is life just a bitch? I think that's why I'm terrified to die; I'm afraid my questions will never get answered, and I will die still knowing nothing at all.