The paradoxal struggles of all of mankind in the history of the world.
I that title is a bit long. It's about how much I wonder about things. The big questions, you know. Like, Why am I here, and when I die, will Jesus greet me with a plate of cookies in heaven. These are the kind of things that make you think. I find life itself is a huge paradox. So many flaws makes you wonder how we survived this long. I'm out of my stupor from a couple days ago (thank god). But I don't know if it will come back or not. Probibly. That is part of being me, is that I will always end up in this vicious cycle.