I guess I should just start from the beginning, since that is all I have. The middle is not completed until the end draws near, and all we know for certain is the beginning. The start to an endless middle, til it is no longer endless. I didn't chose this. I didn't know know that any of this would happen. But of course, it did. I try to think back on my life before, but remembrance is awfully difficult. I recall my values and priorities. Most important things might include school, for sure all my clocks, but my clocks are still of value to me. Just less now. I have other things more important than an old hobby. I still wear one of my preferred wristwatches on a daily basis. The band is made of leather, once hard, but time and use turned it soft. The clock itself is made of silver. It is chipped, rusted and worn, yet it still keeps its solid elegance from when I first crafted it. I wear it not only because I am always pleased to look at it, but as a reminder. A solemn reminder that nothing is permanent and everything can change. Also, it tells me the time. Which can be quite useful. Especially when you live underground. Down here there really aren't any ways to tell time. The sun is out of the question, for we lack any way to see it. We don't know when a day ends or a new one begins. We just make our best guess and hope that it's correct. One could say life is hard living here. Another could say it was a simple, therefore easy life. But I would ask "compared to what in particular?" I can confirm it is more difficult than city life, but less difficult than living with no home, perhaps, or living in difficult climates. I don't know or particularly care whether people can agree on the matter. All I can truly know is myself, and my own opinions. And I would describe it as neither. It is nothing to me but my life, not to be ranked on a scale of easier or harder. Just my life. Just a way of living. This may seem like a simple answer, what is the best I can provide. For the moment at least. I could say many things, but that wouldn't change anything. All that would change is you having a better idea than the idea you already have about my life. If I sound thoughtful, it is because I am. If I seem vague, it is because I have not finished explaining. And if this explanation seems longer than it should be, than I will finish. And it is. So I will.
