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Reason? Well, I don't suppose there is one. Whether there's a good reason for something or not honestly doesn't make a shred of difference to me, so I don't see what difference it makes whether I do or don't have a reason for any of the things I choose to do, or not to do as the case may be.
I think, actually, I've had this conversation with someone once before. It's actually pretty laughable that, with my memory being in the state it's in, I'm still able to remember something like that. Was it last year maybe? Or just a couple weeks ago? Hell if I know, I just remember having a very similar conversation once before.
Why am I not rotting in some hole in the ground as a festering corpse at this exact minute? I wish I knew the answer to that myself.
To answer your question which I've danced around though, it's because I've decided dying would just be a waste of time. Or maybe it's living that's the waste of time, who knows? Who cares. Though I suppose it's less that I've 'chosen not to die' than it is I've 'chosen to put up with living for a while longer'. Forgive my overly-elaborate riddle-like answers, but that's about the only excuse I can come up with that makes even the slightest bit of sense.
You've been very cold, blunt and to-the-point with me, though. I like that. I wish all people were as brutally honest with me about these sorts of things. It's refreshing to be treated as inhuman after being pitied for countless years, you know that? So as empty as it might seem coming from someone like me - thanks. People like you are the reason I've yet to completely lose faith in all of humanity, after all.
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