You may think, I have not lived. I have lived, mostly bored, yet not depressed - I have found things to build, and it has amused me; mostly I have built myself, sometimes I have built other people.
You may think, I have not loved. I have loved, many parts, yet few wholes - I have found things to fix, and it has amused me; mostly I have fixed myself, sometimes I have fixed other people.
I may think, the world is a series of ugly things, half-arsed ideas, broken stories, and damaged machines, destined to encounter myself, a force of irony.
We may think, I have yet to live, that I have yet to love, or, we may think that the world has yet to me.
It doesn't matter what I think, I just think things because I am bored.
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