Get old enough, and your habits, your pleasures, your fixations require a push, a jab, to still feel something. The depths of perversion one must reach. Pain in the mix. The risk of embarrassment. The final washing away of the delusion that after death you’ll have to stand in judgment as the film reel of …
Tag Archives: boredom
What I’d Say If I Were Actually Busy
Yes. There’s that much going on in my life. You people have no idea how hard it is to live my fast-paced life. I can’t keep writing journal articles while I’m trying my best to find ways to kill the boredom, stiffle the ennui, and pay less attention to myself so I can actually focus …
Crashing Halt. Numbing Pain.
I noticed that my journal has been really quiet this year. So far, 9 entries total since January. Nothing in the past month and a half. And you’ve most likely noticed too; I apologize. You see, I’ve had a bad month. Really bad. July started with a wimper, went out with a sigh. The 4th …
Blue, Black, Green
Sleepy. Mellow. My thinking is currently numb, quiet, and studious. About two weeks ago I reached burnout. I have so many projects and ideas swirling around and perpetually ongoing. Nothing finished. Nothing usable. There’s so much work to programming, and there’s so little time in my off-work life. If I was paid to do this, …
Bored with life
Yep. Bored with life. Pretty much. Yeah. sigh And no, Virginia, stupidity isn’t in the equation. Things just suck. No forward motion, that kind of thing. M’kay? Settling into an increasingly harmonic vibration; a monotone. 439Hz. Hum drum. Been at my job long enough I was allowed to sign up and start my 401(K). Couple …