wonder when this thing will become weird, you know what I mean? I mean, right now it’s only been sixty-seven days, but what about when I’ve been writing for thousands of days straight? Who knows? Maybe it’ll never matter at all, no matter how many days I go for. After all, I’m just one person writing away at the nothingness, writing aimlessly into the void of everything that is existence. Maybe I shouldn’t even bother getting so ahead of myself, and I should just continue taking it all in a day at a time. It’s only been sixty-seven days of this experiment, and yet every day I still have a moment where I feel like just giving up on the whole thing. I do enjoy it, don’t get me wrong, but I guess the lazy side of me doesn’t really enjoy writing, or anything else that requires much effort, for that matter. I’m glad I’ve been able to keep lazy me in check throughout my life though, for the most part at least. Even while I’ve spent hours and hours stoned and doing whatever comes to my random mind, like walking up and down the streets exploring the countries I’ve been blessed to visit, just aimlessly wondering, curious about what I could find, only stopping occasionally for a beer at a humble corner bar with an outdoor table, I’ve always made it a point to do something somewhat productive, like listen to classic audiobooks while I do it. I’ve always enjoyed solitude, yet out in the world. It’s not really about people-watching, but more about world-watching. No, more like world-experiencing. The law of cause and effect is an interesting thing to ponder, as well as its infinite possibilities. What will happen if we do X for Y amount of time? I’ve always experimented with setting up a random goal and then keeping track of just how many days I could do it for. After failing I would have a new record to beat, and after a few days’ break I’d start it all over again with a new goal in mind, yet still aiming for indefinitely. Why? Honestly, I don’t know if it’s some kind of mental, compulsive thing, but I don’t really mind because I like being this way, so it’s all good as far as I can tell. Also, I do it because I understand that human beings are creatures of habit. Some say it takes a certain number of days for a new activity to become a habit, some say a bit shorter and some a bit longer. Since I don’t know the exact number of days, or just how it all works, I figure I might as well just do the thing indefinitely, am I right? If I’m going to introduce a new element to my life I might as well go all in on it and truly make it a part of my life. I like to think of myself as someone who doesn’t have his opinions dictated by the culture of the current time, or by societal norms, but I am very open to exploring the countless possibilities for living this thing we call life, since I have to do it one way or another, while I’m here. Because I’m open to exploring everything, and I have to say I truly do enjoy it, I do feel like I have to check out, for myself, the works of art that are pretty much unanimously considered some of the greatest, whether literary or something else, whether historical or contemporary. So far, I’ve enjoyed a lot of books, songs, albums, as well as shows and movies, and I think most things have some element in them of something I enjoy. Also, most things inspire me in some way and make me think, more thinking about more possibilities, more goals and more experiments. Art and life inspire me greatly, and I guess that’s why I pretty much live for art. Also for love, since that inspires me greatly as well, but ultimately love is the greatest artform, so it still fits the description.
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