Hello. Are you there? Why are you there? Where is there? Surely there is not here… or else I would know, I’m pretty sure.
Why are you reading this? Are you bored? Do you have a tendency to try and put meaning to small black lines some person who was much larger than you at the time said were called “letters” and formed “words” all of which had different “meanings”. Me too, and that’s okay. In fact, it’s more than okay, it’s fantastic! Do you think that this fact means you will know how I feel, what I think, or even what I want you to think I think? It doesn’t. I’m not that talented, and that is a simple fact about me which I have accepted (though it doesn’t mean I won’t keep trying… because that’s what the most successful failures do). There are many facts about me. Some of them might even be true.
One such fact that I believe to be true is that I grew up in South Dakota, then went to college in Nebraska, and have since moved to the Pacific NorthWest (It’s sooo PRETTY…). One such fact that I believe to be false is that there will be a time in my life when I will be on the brink of death and a dragon made of liquid fire that breathes a frost so extreme it could fix GLOBAL warming (because cold is the absence of heat, hence it takes heat from it’s surroundings and puts it into it’s own body which is why it seems made of liquid fire #science). I will then ride on its back (and I don’t burn to death because, you know; #magic) as it brings me to the fountain of youth where I recover entirely and learn to never die. But as exciting as that experience sounds, I believe it would be awfully tedious to live forever, so it will likely not happen.
I had sex once. That was kinda neat.
I love travelling (circuses). Meeting people from all over the world, particularly through the act of staying in hostels (even in your own country!) is extremely satisfying. Talking through differences in culture is eye opening. Talking over universal similarities can be even more eye opening. Also: nature, food, architecture, music, language, largely false stereotypes, largely true stereotypes (a German girl once said that she imagines Americans just yelling “USA” all the time… approximately 24 hours after I was at the Grand Canyon with one of my friends who felt like shouting “USA” into the abyss…), and of course sexy accents. People, let me say something: “People (including you… probably) are great!” So yeah. People from everywhere. Not every person is great, but generally speaking they in fact are so.
I think a lot of things a lot of the time. Some of the time I only think some things. I think/hope most people think in such a way, or at the very least that they think at all. Sometimes I doubt this though. Unfortunate. One thing I think that makes me feel more comfortable about many things in life is the combination of two parts. Firstly, that no matter what the situation is, the absolute worst thing that can happen is that I will die. Ask that girl out? She might murder me after a few rounds of torture. Try that new awkward food? Might be poisonous leading to death via dysentery. Skydiving? Yeah. Do that craft? I hear smelling glue can be a gateway drug. Secondly, there is a 100% chance that I will die (barring magical dragons escorting me to the fountain of youth). The worst case scenario will happen. Guaranteed. That’s comforting… to me. Maybe not for you, but that’s okay.
As I move on with my life I may share some other thoughts I have; some of which may be true, some of which may be done simply for the joy of following the thought process. I may share some of that here. I don’t know. Maybe you will think the things I think and agree. Perhaps you will disagree but give the thoughts a nice ponder. Would you ignore me? Probably. Yet most likely you will never know that you never read this, because how could you know that?
One final thought. I graduated with a degree in Chemical Engineering which means I’m basically an expert on this one disputed topic, and I will simply cut to the answer: Messi is better than Ronaldo.