I am bored.
The mysteries of life are such that the more you explore it, the more disconnected I feel from my reality.
Boredom has become like a state of being. Working 9 hours a day to get what exactly? When I ask myself what is the impact I am making on the society by creating digital ad solutions I really know the answer is you are shitting yourself. But then again I am well aware that some people are easily able to distinguish between their life at work and their life outside of work. I don’t even know when my life outside of work happens. Possibly when I am actually shitting myself in the washroom.
You know how I wrote about a year of being in a new city? Now it is like drop me dead already. When someone asks me what do I like – I make up things because the answer is nothing. And you know what kind of person likes nothing? One who isn’t living.
I don’t know how I wake up everyday. My life is on a daily repeat mode. God am I sounding like a cribster. Honestly change also feels like difficult. I feel like I am stuck in some maze. Like why the hell did I choose this. What the hell was wrong with me. But then in hindsight everything has an alternative.
The fact that I still wake up everyday means that subconsciously I am looking forward to something. I don’t know what it is. I will be on a lookout and update
