I keep obsessing over the concept of now.
Like, how long is now? How do we experience now? What is the nature of the present? How do we experience things?
I know that none of this matters. But when you are obsessing over it, it really starts to bother you.
Lately, I’ve also been waking up thinking that people are trying to kill me. That’s cute.
I’m taking some bean extract thing, now, though, that is supposed to fix things. Do I think it will? No. I’m pretty sure it won’t. But I’m willing to give it a try.
Actually, I’d be willing to try almost anything at this point to just CALM DOWN.