Reason and Reaction

The line between reality and your thoughts blurs after enough time thinking.

Sometimes I'm unsure whether the things I'm doing are real or if I'm just imagining it.

Time feels long and short all at once.

I have conversations with people I haven't talked to in years. I have conversations with younger versions of myself and my friends.

I wonder why that kid chose me as his last person to talk to.

Did that mean something?