in my head
i've been feeling depressy the past couple days and it's no wonder. i am WAY too in my head with idle hands.
my job requires so little of me that i come here, jack around on the net, do my five minutes of cleaning, come home, jack around on the net, sleep, and then feel worthless on my way to work that i haven't done anything, all the while my brain racing 9,000 miles a minute thinking of ways to make me feel insignificant.
cycles, man. made to be broken! not sucked into for broken record infinities.
and on that note, why is my mind so self-destructive and vicious? why am i not thinking about how wonderful and spirited i am, but instead how limited and small? how does it serve?
deadly ego and idle hands. it's a lethal combination.
my job requires so little of me that i come here, jack around on the net, do my five minutes of cleaning, come home, jack around on the net, sleep, and then feel worthless on my way to work that i haven't done anything, all the while my brain racing 9,000 miles a minute thinking of ways to make me feel insignificant.
cycles, man. made to be broken! not sucked into for broken record infinities.
and on that note, why is my mind so self-destructive and vicious? why am i not thinking about how wonderful and spirited i am, but instead how limited and small? how does it serve?
deadly ego and idle hands. it's a lethal combination.