The random thought process
Sometimes I see a train of thoughts running at the speed of light coming all over me, overwhelming me and abandoning me at light speed. Some make sense, some don't at all and I, for some strange reason like these stupid thoughts, because they are mine, resembling me, enveloping my stupidity and making a case out of it. Perhaps this is all useless in the infinite universe and for the never ending time; but it’s the fragment of me, trying to put a hat on the shapeless and vague life.
In the same spirit to the answer one of the most basic questions of life, the one thing life thought me is, is life fair? Answer: NO.
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