I stared at him and his eyes blinked . many questions were in my mind now .
Why I hate small talk ? Why I create worlds in my head and live in them more than I do in the real world ? Why I claim that I love philosophy then I hate a question like What is existence ?
at this point I was half asleep , I don't know what happened but I was back again full awake . questions went on , why he smiles when he look that sad ? Why do I have that picture in my room when I'm not a huge fan of him ? Why am I thinking of publishing this on my blog ?
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