Do you ever get overwhelmed by life. The ferocity that is the existence of you. 

How life is happening even when your eyes are closed and the world seems to shut off. But people keep on living and breathing and changing. 

Everything is happening so fast and you can't help but think that it will be over before you figure out why you are alive in the first place.

We chase down every possible avenue that can take us to our ultimate purpose in life, while ignoring the obvious. 

Sometimes I think I think too much and sometimes I think about thinking I think too much. Why do we not question things. We distract.

The human race wins the gold medal for distractions. 

I know when I think deeply, people laugh. A lot. 

I'm never taken seriously, especially when I cry. And I cry, a lot.