And so, as I look out upon an infinite expanse, an eternal plane, a world without end, I cannot help but wonder; why am I here? What purpose does it serve? If I did nothing, would anything change? I see my reflection upon the water, staring back at me with those sunken, blue eyes as they did that morning in the mirror. I look at my image in the lake and ponder; how did I get here? I think of my friends, their faces flashing in my mind as I wonder if I will ever leave this place. But if I was given the choice, would I? This place is unnerving and endless, and yet... It's strangely beautiful. The grass gently swaying in the breeze, the sunlight shimmering in the water. It's so calming, so serene...
