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Strange... already the end of April. Seems only a day ago, I was beginning my new job and looking for a vehicle. Now, it is going to be the start of summer semester, and I have my truck. This year is just flying by... hell, I think I'm still stuck somewhere in February while the rest of the world celebrates the beginning of May. I swear, it seems like a week goes by and the next thing I know, two months have passed before my very eyes.
I swiped this little "Fill in the blanks" thing from Simon's journal. According to this, a year after my death, he will arise as the savior of mankind. Figures that he'll save the rest of mankind only a little late to save my life, no?
scoobysnaax: Hey, looks like you're going to be a little late, kiddo.
As time goes on, I realize that I am growing more and more sick of this daily routine. I wake up, get ready for work, go to work, come home, find something to occupy an hour, go back to sleep. The next thing I know, I find myself turning my alarm clock off and getting ready to start another day of the same exact schedule. Hell, I didn't even know that yesterday was my Friday until someone else on the same card as I commented on how we were about to have a three day weekend. It took a moment for the realization to hit, but when it did... I was relieved. The cycle is sickening.
Sometimes, when I'm on my way to work, I have this urge to just get on my cell phone, call in, and then just drive... drive and drive and drive without a destination in mind. I just want to get away from this place so badly...
Am I driving myself insane?
~Lilyth