etc. etc.

I've been pondering over the past few weeks at this deeeeeeep *cough* time of night. They've been a constant blur of life; everyday repetitive yet everyday unique.
I wake, I eat, I go to work, I sleep, I go out, I stay in, I laugh, I speak, I listen, I walk, I watch, I think, I run, I wonder.

They say when you have a mental breakdown, you become more 'clever,' if you like. Because you are in this state of mind where your mind is focused on one thing or many things, you are constantly thinking at this intense rapid state, eyes set on your goal or whatever it is you're doing, so you're constantly scheming and planning, developing.
But if you're normal, apparently it's because you're not thinking like this, because your thinking is distracted by a little thing called...life?

If we were to let ourselves sit down and think for too long in our own isolation or solitude, I reckon we would discover something that was either wonderful or awful about life or yourself or both. Either way this realisation would change our life as we have known it. I know this sounds very weird but hear me out.
Although at times I hate the human race, that's what we're here for. Each other. Why else do you get up every morning?

Because if we weren't here to distract each other from ourselves, the world would end.

That's my thinking anyway...

Turdbeingaphilosophicalpileofcrap - out.