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I have so much work to do, but no desire to do it. I wish I could just stop the world for a minute and catch my breath. It just seems so trivial. Every little aspect of it. I want to prove to myself that there is more than mortality. I want to know that there is something else. I want evidence that I matter more than this.
Who really cares about that 5 minute clip of Wayne's World? I don't want to write a paper on it unless you can tell me how it matters to my life. Will I be happier if I do it? No. Will I be a better person? No. Will I have more answers? No. So why bother? Why waste a moment of my existence doing something so pointless to me.
Maybe I'm asleep, or dead. Maybe this is all a dream. Maybe I'm missing the big picture.
I feel like being existential and morose and looking like how I feel so I'm not mistaken for the Kelly that existed a week ago. She was different. Ever so slightly, her chemical makeup changed and she's not coming back.
Take a picture of me, because I might change again. And it might be worse than before.
daylight fading, come and waste another year.
Who really cares about that 5 minute clip of Wayne's World? I don't want to write a paper on it unless you can tell me how it matters to my life. Will I be happier if I do it? No. Will I be a better person? No. Will I have more answers? No. So why bother? Why waste a moment of my existence doing something so pointless to me.
Maybe I'm asleep, or dead. Maybe this is all a dream. Maybe I'm missing the big picture.
I feel like being existential and morose and looking like how I feel so I'm not mistaken for the Kelly that existed a week ago. She was different. Ever so slightly, her chemical makeup changed and she's not coming back.
Take a picture of me, because I might change again. And it might be worse than before.
daylight fading, come and waste another year.