If all our life is but a dream...

I don't pretend to know what's really going on.

In many ways, I don't want to know what's going on.

Then I wouldn't be me.  

And if I weren't me, life would suck.  

I don't even know why I'm writing this

I'm not particularly bored

I'm not feeling a particular emotion

I don't want any particular thing

I just...wanted to write.

That's a good enough reason, right?

Well, to me it is.

And that's all that matters.