Feelings of mortality.

Ahh.. more strange feelings of mortality. It just all seems wierd to me.. even when I think about having a career, and being old, and then living a nice full life, it all still seems so short. Im just thinking.. it comes, it goes, then its over. It just doesnt feel like getting old is really getting anywhere. Its hard to explain. Its like, hey, everyone gets old, everyone dies, and it all seems so short.. Ive been having feelings like this for awhile now, and I dont know why. I mean, who else at my age is really caught up with stuff like this?

So then heres a quote: “One day we might see, we’re doing not a thing..breathing just to breathe..we might find some reasons.But rushing around seems whats wrong with the world. Dont lose the dreams inside your head, theyll only be there till youre dead. Dream!”

Woooo boy! Im too young for this shit. So I think I have made a nice little point and that should be enough for now.