ON KNOWING — What I Am.

Reflection from November 17th, 2008 @ Age 27

RE:  AFTER MANY, MANY LONG YEARS OF INVESTIGATION ;0)

Well, I’ve almost made it through another whole day of my stupid fucking life.  Maybe someday circumstances will be such that my life feels like a gift, but today it feels like a sentence still.  I hope it will have an end.  The sentence, that is.  Obviously my life will have an end.  It’s just a matter of when.

I hate my job.  It bores me to tears.  It could be a lot worse though.  I was thinking on the way home, that if I gave as much deference to those who have lives worse off than mine as I do to those who have lives better off than mine, I might not be in such a goddamn bad mood all the time.  My nails are getting long and it makes it harder to type. 

I wonder if people might actually really be interested in me just because I’m here and I’m real.  Can the life of an average person be interesting?  Am I an average person?  It’s so hard to tell.

Thoughts?

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