So the question of today is: does today really exist? I mean, come one, you haven't been around lately. And now you expect me to accept you? Just as any day. Just as if you really are today.
It's the strangest thing that we can agree on today's existence. Just for our convenience. Just because it fits into a system we created. The streets, the buildings, the cars, the lamps – the seasons.
I think I'll spend this leap day thinking about incomprehensible things. Life in general.