It’s odd living in this constant sense of reassurance. It doesn’t feel familiar or normal, or maybe it’s just myself getting used to life. The doubts and the curiosity, the endless challenging and questioning – they get tiring, and as of now, they’re pointless. I have come and gone and returned to one focus, and to explore other possibilities, to take more risks to see where it could take me… It could be more damaging than beneficial. True, to really know oneself and the world may require the need of liberal application of the Socratic method, but with the need to wonder comes the need to have stability to be able to do so.
The want to live, comes with the need to survive.