this

this is becoming a task.
i'm confused about how i wan to do this.
this is austere.
this is perplex.

this is not me.
this is me waiting for my computer to die. this is me waiting for myself to die.
this particular style of prose... this is not me.
this is someone who forgot what it means to be an individual.
this is someone who questions whether or not they know what it means to be an individual.

this is a human that wonders why it is important to be an individual when loving other people and other beings and other things feels so good and so peacefully natural.