Human life, is it really what we think it is? We are born, grow up, fall in love, have kids, raise kids, grow old, then die. Is this really all there is to it? Are relationships really what they seem to be, or are we just fooling ourselves? Can we really be one with the person we love, the children we have, or are we all truly strangers, but we’re careful not to show it? You see people every day, but do we? Is this all real, or just an illusion? I know there have been movies on this topic, but what if the movies are not that far from the reality we think we see? What if some of us are aware, but we don’t realize it? Maybe our problems are just glitches in the overall scheme of things and that in the end it all really doesn’t matter? People die every day, but do they really live? Are we here for the amusement of some higher being, or are we here just to reproduce? I get these strange feelings sometimes that all is not what it seems, am I just a glitch?

Do you suppose my issue with making friends has to do with the above? I sense something on another level and I see the futility of it all? That getting to know glitches better is not worth the effort since in the end they’ll let you down and it’s not worth it. What if it’s all pointless?