I question my reality daily, it's called anxiety. Seriously though, I do question whether there is meaning in many things, yet it seems to fall apart on a grander scale.
Am I the only one that seems to be questioning reality anymore? Why are we even here? Are we even here? Who are we? What is "I?" Are we connected? Is connectedness even measurable? These questions are haunting me. GRRRR!!!
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