sometimes i like to think of my life as a novel,
and i like to think of different parts of my life as chapters.
maybe that's why i like blogging like this,
it's kinda a good way keep track of the chapters.

obviously, i'm the main character of my novel,
however, i'd be interested to see where each of my "supporting characters" were ranked,
how important is anyone to my story?

i'd imagine my whole life wouldn't be in the novel,
more like the most important events of my life that build me up to some ultimate conclusion or lesson of life.
who has been with me for all of the most important stuff?
how the hell do i know what the important stuff even is?
i know a lot of people,
but i have no clue how many of them are really important to my ultimate conclusion.

today was my last day at the 99,
i probably won't see any of those people ever again.
that's a little bit weird.
i can just pack up and move like that without regret,
i've done it before, and i'll do it again.
how is anybody really important?

when i got home my family was watching a movie called "the nines."
it was kinda out there,
but for some reason i really connected with it tonight.
what if the novel was real?
what if i'm writing it down as we speak.

"i could break the world down with a single thought..."