74 of #120daysadhana: How to write a book

I am here. Here I am. Today is a new day. Yesterday, I said a weird thing to my friend: “Sometimes I can’t tell if I’m just not very smart or if there’s just a lot of stuff that I really don’t care about.”

Human life is funny.

Absurd in an absurdist way that can only be enjoyed by the absurd.

What matters?

Everything and nothing.

Only you.

Each and every.

Who cares?

Me.

Always and never.

Probably sometimes.

Completely,

Laura