I’ve been neglecting this thing. But I’m still not really sure what I want to do with it yet.
It’s the certain little paranoia inside that tells me no one else would ever like the things I do.
It’s easy to feel small when the Earth is so big. There are over 6.5 billion people in this world. But there’s no one just like you. But to me, we are only one. We represent the human race of planet Earth. So no, I don’t think of myself as ‘special’. I’m only another human.
So how, then, do I live with myself every day? How do I live knowing that there are 6.5 billion people just like me?