then there are more things to talk about. and then i woudl think of more things to talk about. and then i would write about them. as if i could really make a difference. i would like to think that i would be making a difference. but only a very little one. there are some more ways that i could be able to do this. and then there are more ways than i would like to know about. sometimes. i wonder if this is all worth it or not. i hope that it is worth it.

and yet i do not think that is up to me. and yet here i am writing these words.