Saturday, October 21, 2017
I look like a retard in the 2009 photo, too. That's how I know I haven't peaked. There's about 100000000000000000000000000000000000 signs I haven't peaked. Thank GOD. Honestly though every day I look back and the previous day me look like a retard to my new self.
I don't know why I have such dread going up north. North of France that is. But whatever, for now I need to sleep.
In bed. I may even have a comfortable latitude range. For all the places I've lived in my life : they're all in the 34-45 N range, 34-42 excluding Portland. It blows my mind both BCN & Massachusetts are 42 N.
Spain is so in my comfort zone. It felt familiar even though I had never been here before.
It's interesting to look at the world in sections I guess. Everything is not solely affected by something. Equatorial currents and land formation also play a role maybe as big as the sun in local climates.
Diary I have a lot of other problems, you know that, right?
I don't know what God wants to see. I don't know what humanity can ultimately offer to it. Collective happiness? Is that it? Is it the Greatest thing that worths that price?
It puts down all the Good works I know. Because the opposite of this simplicity isn't . . .
It's simply unknown. It's unknown, Diary. It drives me crazy.