Nothing is really going on in my life. I'm reading a new book and that's it. People can be really boring when they have nothing to offer. Even fun the one merchandise they got that I need, they no longer can give it. I had the kind of friend that I only went out with when I needed to forget about everything and laugh. Is it me who changed? Do the things that used to interest me no longer do? Am I getting smarter? Deeper? Darker? More different? More complicated?
I see people down their life roads, and I hide a bit of envy for them. They know where they’re going, while I’m not. Life appears so obscure from where I’m standing. I am destined to live alone, that is all I know right now. The pursuit of happiness is postponed.
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