have i settled down with the ephemeral nature of life?
what bothers me inexplicably?
if i close my eyes, what genre of daydream do i flit to?
am i enough for myself?
do i love anything enough to do it the rest of my life?
how does boredom make me feel?
is it easy to remove my mind from conversation?
what do children make me think of?
am i concerned with existence in theory or reality?