The Answer?

So I sit here in my living room while I think of what has happened in this past week. ugh Scratch that. Its more like Im reliving it all. The conversations the actions, the situations, the emotions, the thoughts, just everything. Im just here confused, what does it all mean? I constantly wonder what these moments mean for me. If it was just a moment of reflection wouldnt it just occur at the most once a day. I constantly go back. Back to different moments, some good others just horrible. Then quickly it changes from one subject to another. Right when I begin to dig for the answers, everything changes and it seems as though that quest for that answer has been lost in translation. I feel. I feel as if I have no lived. I hear others. Their miraculas stories. "This spot brings me back...." I cannot say I've experienced anything of true significance, more like ive been babied all my life. I hear stories from people about what theyve done the places theyve escaped to. I think of these college apps, questions asking about a significant time in my life, something ive experienced. How can you answer if you dont think you've really lived!

Lets see, I guess its true, if I knew all the answers now, there would be no point in living.
I guess I'll just stumble upon them myself. This constant changing of subjects is just a daily thing, in my conversations and in my head. This is getting confusing time to stop.
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