To be or not to be?

And here begins the revival of my blogging career.

I once was a wee blogger, about the age of 11. I blogged about doing chores, riding the bus, and going out for ice cream. As I sit in agony arised over my research paper being due in a mere 39 hours, I ponder the legitimacy of society.

When I interact with someone, a million assumptions skip through my head.

What do people think of me? Through someone else's eyes, what is special about me? It's as clear cut as sarcasm over the internet.

I have judgments about every person I meet. I even judge my best friends. How do people judge me? Are there less obvious things that people criticize me for? What stereotype do people put me in to? Am I really as weird as I imagine, or do other people think and do the same things as me?

Can it be that we are actually more alike than different?

And the big question: What is my purpose? What has the Creator intended that I pursue? What happens if I chose another path without knowing that it is not what God has planned?

As quick and spontaneous as it started, I must go.
Until then, may you scatter joy.