In the complex clockwork that is life, the universe, and everything, I am merely a cog.
Barely a cog, really; the tip of a tooth on a miniscule cog and in my entire life, I shall never hear a single tick.
Time is agonizingly short.
But I am here, and I am doing what I can to make the best of my life, the vast fields of knowledge before me, and the millions of thoughts that fly through my mind each day.
In the end, I may not be able to say that I was always right, but I’d like to say I tried.
Here is what I am. I am not perfect.
But thankfully, nobody is.