I sit alone in my room with my eyes closed. All I see is darkness. I can hear my slow, deep breathing. Downstairs, I can hear the television. And I can hear people talking. And I can hear the dog moving. I dream of someone and wish we were together.
People ask me how life can mean anything to me when I don't believe in gods or an afterlife. What's the point of living if you don't believe in anything
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So, the locations for these entries automatically finds the place with Google. For those of you wondering, I am not currently residing in the Somewhere in Time when even the Moon is not Enuff
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