we walk around...

...everyday. we sit in classrooms. we have conversations. some shallow. some deeper... some meaningful... and yet, those meaningful converstaions seem so repetitive. like sleeping, waking up every morning. like eating... the same meal, over and over again. meaningful conversations trying... constantly... to make sense, define.. find the meaning of our actions, decisions, feelings. of our lives. meaningful? maybe. but maybe just filling up time, trying to feel okay. feel right... in this confusing, complex, uncertain life of mine.