why in the world am i up so early? it is 6:30 in the morning. who actually gets up this early? why do i need to get up this early? because i have to work. i have to answer phone calls for those incompetent people who cannot possibly look the answer up themselves--they would just die, i know it. but if it weren't for these people, i wouldn't have a job, so to them, i say thank you.
sometimes i wonder how people are doing. i ask them, but who is really going to tell you what is going on in their lives when you are not really friends? i feel so...i dunno. i know there are people out there that need something in their life besides what life has thrown at them, but i don't know how to get that something to them. i see little glimpses of their life and personality through little things they say and it makes me feel like i don't know them at all. i guess that is how everyone is: they have their public life and their private, inner life that only they know about. i feel like i am falling into existentialism, except without the whole atheism thing. what a strange world we live in.
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