While showering, thoughts invade my mind much like the Mongol horde did to Asia.
During the most recent episode, I decided that life is a game of blind chess. Throughout the game, you can only see one piece at a time and are never able to see the opponent’s pieces until it is too late. Your decisions effect you until the end of the game (life) and there are no do overs.
This idea needs further investigation…
p.s. Is this what tumblr is used for? Cause it’s gonna get really weird soon.
All this sharing and/or feeling makes me sick.