I truly hate driving here. Like the ratio of insane drivers is absolutely asinine compared to the ratio of police on the road...which causes an endless cycle. No one gives af. It always shocks me there aren't more accidents. Like there's always one accident somewhere that causes some traffic, around the tunnels or bridges or whatever, but you'd think it would be a boundless amount of deadly accidents every day with how people drive here....truly a mystery how there aren't more.

Funnily enough, as I type this, I still haven't finished the songs. Like my feelings, I gave to the lyrics have fully changed now, so it's quite interesting relistening to me pouring out my soul into the song. Feelings from a different mindset that is now only a whisper in my mind. Ironically, by the time I finish the song, which will be whenever I am free to finish the video that I recorded so long ago from yet again a different me....It will be like listening to a ghost. A past that is almost hard to remember. Strange how time works. Even stranger...as I always say, by the time this uploads in April, it will yet again be a whole different time and mind space that I'm in, so when I listen to this when it’s uploaded, who knows how I'll feel or what I'll be doing. Time truly is magical...especially when it’s through a scheduled podcast....

I have a really interesting thought experiment. One which would further explain why the gods don't seem to punish all the wicked or why none seem to listen. It's because just like a normal being, it can only see what it sees. Does a tree that falls in an empty forest make a sound? The answer is that no one cares besides the tree...because no one who could answer was there to hear it.