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Word association. Hah.

I was just thinking, for the nth time, how fast time passes by. And thinking about how fast it flies is just making it fly by faster. What will happen when we die, after we die? That has got to be the ultimate question. Others may consider "What is my purpose in life?" as the ultimate question but I don't see it even as a question. That one is more of a quest, a journey, a discovery or... just something you think and put your mind to. Ah. Hint of cheese in there, eh? Or nor.

I don't know what else to do. And I'm not yet sleepy. Some idle time again, staring at the monitor contemplating the future of my film-making "career".