Another night, walking still.

I noticed today that I hadn't had an original thought in years.
Most of the things I think about are based off of situations I'd seen or heard of,
With despicably low amounts of imaginative fabrication.
When this occurred to me, I realized that all of the things I had thought before,
even the thoughts that I believed were more personal, original thoughts,
maybe even an enlightened on or two,
had all, no doubt,
been previously thought.
Perhaps some 24 year old in Montana had had this same thought pattern two days ago.

I bought a really cool gas mask (fully functional) offline last week and it came today.
I was really exited. It looked pretty scary on me. Fit well, too.

By the end of the day it had split in two.
I guess I didn't deserve it.

They always say,
material wealth isn't the true path to happiness.
A agree.
However, material goods can indeed create
the true path to perfect ultimately realistic internal fabrication of reality,
better known as imagination.