I feel like I have a lot on my mind now. A lot of stuff that has to come out. What better place then Here? I wish I could illustrate what life is with words but I don't have the vocabulary. It's just an order of random events that effect the next. The blank space ahead of this sentence will soon be replaced by words. It only exists for a few seconds before it's replaced by the sentence that precedes it. That's what life really is. Humans created a reality with social constructs, ideals and morals. It is real, and the physical world IS real, but how we interact, how we remember things, is all in our heads. Something created in our infant years. Birth order has a profound effect on a person. I think about alternate realities where the first born becomes the last born. How does that effect their overall personality and how others see them? Not really sure where this is going but it's a start. I need to get to bed. 