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All Alone

There's something I’ve been noticing more and more as of lately. Something that bothers me, but doesn’t seem to bother others quite as much. Something that I never really thought about, but now that I do, I realize that it’s always been there.

Just try to understand me while I explain this, will you?

I have always felt some feeling of absence whenever I was with other people. Nothing major, but it was always there in the back of my head. Just this weird feeling… something that made me think.

There are so many people on this world. Then why is it a normal human being only really knows up to 150 people at the same time, in the sense does that make you have a meaningful relationship with them, but still there are billions more on this world that you don’t know or see. What if those people don’t exist? What if the people you do know… don’t exist?

What if I was alone on this world? What if I was sitting here, desperately trying to get a reply to my thoughts that was never even going to matter… because it wasn’t real.

What if this all wasn’t real? Maybe something here has made all this up just for me to feel like I belong here. But maybe I am the only human alive, and maybe I am the only human that has ever been alive. Maybe I’m just some crazy experiment of what ‘people’ call god…

Maybe they know more than I do, or ever did. Maybe I finally found it out. Will it be mad? Will it kill me? Maybe I should end it before it can end it for me.

But then again… That could be just me thinking this.

All alone.