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I feel like my life is just a series of bad days strung up together in one endless cycle, I can’t seem to escape.
It is like you wake up with a hang over to realize you’re late. You stub your toe on the way to the bathroom, and you realize there is no hot water for a shower. You get stuck in traffic, then there is no place to park and your boss gives you hell that day. You’re doing a mind numbing, meaningless job to pay the bills for the things you don’t really need. No body gets you at work, you wonder if they even know your name.
you go out with your so called friends that night and you realize you never really connected with them, they don’t even like you.They don’t even like your dress. The guy who is chatting you up is really just trying to get into your pants and probably won’t even call you the next day.
You feeeeel like a shadow.
Finally you stumble back into your apartment,
lonely ..lonely..lonely …lonely…lonely…
You stand outside your balcony and wonder why couldn’t I get an apartment on a higher floor?
The art work on the wall is not even to your taste and the colour of the furniture is making you sick. The illusion is fading away. You sit next to a pile of what was once a dream, staring out of your window at a world u can no longer stand to be a part of. You feel like every particle of your being is slowly fading a away, slowly dissolving as you shower…
The bed invites you to sleep. U wish u could keep your eyes shut forever. No one thing is enough to kill you or a good enough reason to wish yourself dead but when you have to live this day, over and over again it becomes unbearable.
I am Sisyphus, ceaselessly pushing a rock to the top of a mountain only to watch it roll back down again and again. Tomorrow, I;ll do it all over again…