Thursday, June 15, 2006
It is eleven pm and I am sitting up bothered by the events of the day. Not so much because it was a bad day but because it was an average day in the life I have come to inhabit. I am feeling trapped and somehow misplaced. I feel like maybe my life is living me. What happened to all the excitment? What happend to the adventure? What happened to feeling really alive instead of living my life thorugh vicarious creations on the tube or internet? What happened to standing outside in the rain just because? What happened to going for walks and ending up in the middle of nowhere? What happened to the music and the transcendence? Why does it all feel so fucking pointless and boring? Why can't I care?
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