Stomach is Sick

I wonder why I have the opinions that I do. I wonder if anyone actually cares what I think. If I had to guess, I would vote for probably not. One 22-year-old girl's opinion isn't of much importance in the eyes of the rest of the world. Every once in a while, I wonder who stumbles upon this blog. I know of a few people who read it, but I'm curious to know whether anyone ever just reads it, not knowing who I am or anything about the author.

Really, I think people should just do what they want. I'm generally not for laws that prohibit people from expressing their free will and making their own choices--as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. I guess that last part is what separates me from the libertarians of the world. People's personal choices are between themselves and God. Who am I to interfere with that? I'm just a girl with some hazy viewpoints, anyway. So many moral dilemmas, so little time.

There are certain political/moral issues that I have a clear cut opinion on, but there are others that I'm not so sure about. One thing that I think I believe is that there shouldn't be a death penalty. I just don't think that it is benefiting anyone to take another human life. Personally, killing someone who murdered a family member would not grant me serenity. However, I've never been in such a horrible position. I suppose I can't really give a great answer, nor do I have a right to shout my views about a situation I pray to God I will never be placed in.

Gun control is a confusing issue too. And, even though I just said I was anti-death penalty and this might sound odd, I think people should be allowed to carry guns. Of course, there should be somewhat strict laws and regulations (I wouldn't want a terrorist/murderer/madman carrying a machine gun), but I don't think it should be totally illegal. In cases of self-defense, it could be the only option. On the other hand, I don't think I could ever actually shoot someone. For one thing, I've never even touched a gun, so I think I would be frightened by one anyway. Also though, I don't know that I would ever be able to hurt someone like that. I can't even imagine punching someone in the face, so shooting a person with a weapon sounds less than appealing. Without the public having access to weapons though, I believe it would be alarmingly easy for the government to control its citizens (even if it were just a bunch of police on a power trip).

I'm really not sure what's sparked all this. I'm actually rather tired and have an upset stomach from one too many chocolate covered coffee beans. Today was mind numbingly average. Average is worse than terrible, in my eyes. I hate the feeling of emptiness or dullness. I would rather have any kind of emotion. Well, maybe. I did have a few bouts with sadness today, but that's what will happen when you torture yourself with the same few songs on loop the entire day.

I'm going to head to bed now, I think. Hopefully, I can sleep instead of rolling around in my bed. I need to take control of my racing mind. It controls me at night, which is never a good idea.