Up. alone. again. Why am I the only night owl in this family? I hate going to bed, as much as I hate getting up in the morning. Maybe I don't like quitting on the day. Like you're giving up this day and you'll never get it back. What did I do with it? Anything important? I hate days that I didn't do anything of consequence for anyone. I merely existed and took up space and consumed resources today. I didn't contribute anything of value to my friends or family. Dude, this is going downhill fast, I better quit this nonsense and go to bed. Who slipped me the pill of despair?... dang..
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