I don't know if you people can tell, but I am usually distracted when I write this blog. I think it stems from the fact that I am distracted in real life.
I don't have a ton of things that make my life to ponder. There's nothing rough in my life that I need to mull over and figure out what I need to fix. I'm usually thinking about how much I want to keep playing Saint's Row but there is a super-hard mission that I can never finish. Things like that.
Daydreaming has been a huge part of my life. These private little tangents I go on often connect in the wildest patterns. Thanks to the magic of internet, I can actually substantiate my aimless brain's path by showing a browser history from surfing wikipedia for nearly 2 hours. How does a grown man start reading about Albert Camus and end at Rocky and Bullwinkle. Only Firefox knows.
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