Jul 21, 2017 · 1 min read
I have to believe in a world outside my own mind.
I have to believe that my actions still have meaning.
Even if I can’t remember them.
I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world’s still here.
Do I believe the world’s still here?
Is it still out there?
Yeah.
We all need memories to remind ourselves who we are.
I’m no different.
Now, where was I?