why I do the things that I do,
when I do them.
well the only thing that I can think of is,
is that I do them,
because I cannot find anything else that interests me,
or that I have come to care about,
almost to the point of being beyond my limited ability with words.
knowing all to well,
that there will come a time,
not for a very long time,
that all of this will end,
sooner then I had planned,
and I will have to figure out,
still,
what it is that I want to be,
when I grow up.