I spend a lot of my time thinking, it can be about anything, my future, the world's future, what other ways at the end of Endgame could have prevented Iron Man's death, Yaddah Yaddah Yaddah. From time to time I like to play philosopher, mostly about myself, I am self absorbed that way. This time might have been a result of watching 3 seasons of The Good Place in 3 days, maybe not, who is to tell? To be honest, I'd make a great philosopher, maybe I'll take a philosophy class in college, who is going to stop me? Well maybe my parents, but again they'd only be able to try. Getting off topic, motivation. That is what made me want to write something other than a story after so long. Most of the things I have done in my life I have had only 1 of 2 motivations, either I have wanted to do it or I have had no other choice, because of either someone else or because I cornered myself into that position. In the past 2 years I have been trying to find a motivation for something...
It has the occasional emotional rant and a few creative ideas or pieces of literature here and there.