Waiting for the bus...
- May 20, 2018
I completed another orbit and it's just a harsh reminder of how miserable, meaningless, and disappointing my life has been so far. I'm at an age now where I can't just cling to the illusion of "potential" anymore; what you see is what you get, and there's just not much there. I haven't done a whole lot of fulfilling things and have nothing to look forward to. I feel completely dead inside while my slowly decaying body catches up. I am mourning a pitiful existence which will no doubt end in severe loneliness and sadness.