You sit down in the middle of the field and close your eyes. The breeze blows softly over you skin.

You let your mind wander - thinking about conversations you've had, places you've been, memories that make you cringe at the person you once were. Slowly it all becomes quiet

What is the point of all of this? I thought this was a site where I could check out some music and art and stuff. Why am I wandering around cities, and talking to fisherman?

Is there any real overarching meaning to everything? It feels like all of this is being haphazardly thrown together by a creator who themselves doesn't even know what it's purpose is

I guess this has been a more interesting experience than I was expecting when I came here. Where is "here" anyways? At what point does something transcend what it was meant to be initially?

The Places I've been. The people I've talked to. Do they even matter in the long run. Or will they be forgotten as this world expands more and more?

Is this all just a distracton? Is this just a way to convince myself I'm making some sort of progress in my life? Convincing myself i have control over something? This world?