I don’t know why I write about everything like it’s going on a damn philosophy book or some shit. Even right now, I had to delete that first sentence so I could rewrite it in the way I’d normally say it. I’m trying to write today’s post in a casual way, just as if I was talking to a friend. I mean, I don’t really know why I write in that fancy way in the first place. I wouldn’t even say I try to do it, since it actually feels more natural to write in that way than it does to just write in a so-called “normal” way. Maybe I see a different image of myself when I imagine myself as a writer, since I’m usually trying to write about deep subjects that mean a lot to me, and that I’m sure mean a lot to most people in the world, if not all. Even if only a few people read my ideas though, and I end up doing it just for the sake of comforting myself about life’s biggest mysteries, I still see it as something important, as my legacy in the world, in a way, and I just want to make sure it’s a positive one, and that it can be taken seriously and respected by anyone who comes across it. Maybe it’s that, or maybe it’s just that, in everyday life, or as I would say in real life, “real life,” it’s not too often that I actually get to talk about these kinds of ideas. Life is usually a lot more mundane, and since the everyday reality is mundane then the topics become mundane too, along with the words that are typically used to describe everything. Reading back on my post so far, I can tell it’s not really how I’d talk to a friend or to a random person I just met, but it’s definitely not as formal as my usual posts. Sometimes it feels really weird to be me, a person thinking all these ideas and writing them for no apparent reason, but just because it feels right to me, and casually meeting all kinds of people out in the world, who see me and probably would never imagine me thinking about any of these things. It makes me wonder just how much I can’t imagine about every single person I see out in the world. I’m sure we have a lot more in common than we think with so many more people than we think. We always have to be open to seeing things in a new light, understanding that things are often not as they seem. Anyway, I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with the fancy, poetic, philosophical kind of writing. A lot of books have inspired me mainly because of the way certain phrases are written, the way certain scenes or places are described, which gives a kind of nostalgic feeling and makes you feel like you’re in a dream, and I guess that’s what I’m trying to recreate, something deep and inspirational. At the end of the day though, it’s always good to do things for fun and to remember to be completely yourself, not to let an image of yourself change you in any way. Today I just felt like writing with less pressure, just writing for the hell of it, as if I’m talking to a friend. I appreciate you reading, and I wish you all the best.
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