One hour and twenty minutes ago, I was faced with turmoil. One minute ago I finished a game of solitaire. Twelve seconds ago, I opened the start menu of my computer to look how to spell solitaire. Upon one hour and twenty minutes ago, a one sided conversation happened. Two people were involved. In one minute ago there was only one person, and in the same upon twelve seconds ago. In twenty-five minutes I am sleeping. I have cleared clothing off my bed and have laid down in it. One hour and twenty minutes ago, I faced truth and opinions. Neither are my own, but at the same time they are also mine. Twelve seconds ago, I was unsure of my capabilities. I proved myself wrong. I can spell solitaire without looking it up. One hour and twenty minutes ago, I was in a one sided conversation. Partly because I did not want to say anything, partially because I am a slow typer. One minute ago, I was filled with relief. I finished a game of solitaire. I was alone. I am alone now, as I will be alone in twenty-five minutes when I am sleeping. I will be in solitude until I see another person. In ten hours I will not be alone. One hour and twenty minutes ago, I forced anger upon a man. He is offended more easily than myself. One minute ago I watched card animations after my victory in solitaire. I was satisfied with my score afterward. One hour and twenty minutes ago my hardened outer shell cracked. Now my shell has recovered. In twenty-five minutes I will begin rejuvination of my mind. One hour and twenty minutes ago I was hateful. Ten hours from now, I will only have this as a record. My brain is faulty. One hour and twenty minutes ago I stared at the screen of my computer, I was tired. Thirty-two hours from now I will be riding my bicycle. Eight hours from now I will be running. Time is irrelevant to life. History is irrelevant to life. Possesions are irrelevant to life. Existence is relevant to life. Emotion is relevant to life. Preservation is relevant to life. End is irrelevant to life. Silence is relevant to life.