Current mood:

listless

Thoughs, late at night
I sometimes wonder if I'm right. If my way of looking at th ings is right.

I sort of think the whole world's gone mad, and I've found sanity and a true path. I know where I am, I know what I am. I know the direction I'm headed in and I like it... but does that mean I'm right? Is it even a matter of right and wrong? I think I can say that everyone has thier own perceptions of those concepts, and that's what makes the differences in all of us. Or it's one of the things.

Do I have the right to say if something is not right in someone's life? Do I have the right to interject and tell them what to do? Do I have the right to judge the way people around me react? Am I as much the voice of experience as I think I am?

I doubt. I don't know the answer to these questions. Hell, I don't even know if I'm *doing* any of this right now, for sure.

Maybe I'm just being philosophical because of my brain chemistry right now. Damn increased testosterone.