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.