I am currently taking a break from essay number two of three to ponder the title to my last post.
"turn out the lights
and what are you left with?"
The simplistic (perhaps cliche) answer would read: nothing.
But, in my small, irrelevant world of thoughts and ideas (also full of dinosaurs, mind you), the true answer is this:
When you turn out the lights, you are left with your thoughts, your morals, your past, and your future.
And that, my friends, is something to believe in.
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