jricecakes
I am a creature of habit, constantly thinking about my place in this world. A creature that travels from one side of the country to the other, working across the land. A creature that spreads its influence from place to place. A creature that some love and some hate, but all will hopefully pay attention to one way or another.
I feel like I need to help people. Or help myself. Either way, I feel this strange need that other people need to be helped by each other. People just don’t seem to care about anything but themselves or their personal causes. is that not as bad as not caring at all?