Is this whole world just a dream?
Do these people actually have a soul, or do I imagine them that way? Is everybody simply a figment of my imagination?
What’s waiting for me outside this world?
What if I go home and all of my family is dead?
What would I say at their funeral(s)?
How would I continue on with my daily life?
When I die, will anybody remember me? Or will the memory fade out like the death of a child’s hamster?
Do the people who claim to see the things we can’t really see them, or are they faking it for attention?
If I believe in something hard enough, can I trick my own mind?
Did what I just say offend this person? How badly do they think of me now? Did they ever think highly of me in the first place?
What do these people say about me when I’m not there?
Are these people pretending to be my friends out of pity or because I’m a great satirical piece of conversation?
How are some people so proactive?
Are the people sitting there talking on their phones all day just pretending to be so ignorant of their world and the potential each one of them has?
Are aliens real?
Am I as special as I wish I was?
Will there ever be a time when some stranger approaches and tells me my destiny like some awesome adventure movie like I’ve hoped since childhood? Or are my unrealistic expectations just that?
Will I ever be recognized as something special?
Does God really talk to some people like they claim? Or is that faked too?
What do important people see in me?
How did I end up surrounded by them?
Does this make me important by proxy?
These ‘coincidences’ that happen in my favor everyday, do they have a deeper meaning? Should I be looking into this?
What if I just up and left one day? Could I just break free from my schedule and start driving to nowhere? What repercussions would I face when I came back? … How amazing would my adventure be? Would it be worth it?
But the most important question in my mind is:
Do other people ask these on a daily basis too?
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