I felt dirty so I went to take a shower. Took off my clothes and waited for the water to warm up. As I entered the shower within a few minutes I entered the land of thoughts and memories. Sinking in those purifying water, I couldn’t straighten my thoughts to be less unholy. I thought, then I thought and thought again. Is soon, well, soon?
Before that, I was out. There was a couple there, married. Seemed happy. They have two kids and a house in the suburbs. I don’t know them. I only talked to them about nothing important. But I was talking to myself, questioning how does one, or two, get to the point in life where they have a family and a life of their own. So I finished school, I don’t work and I spend my days trying to stay alive. What now? Nobody tells my what to do. Some might, but I’m not gonna listen because they’re probably wrong. If there was a way to get myself better, believe me, I would’ve thought about it before you. I do what I can, or can’t do, which is nothing. Isn’t this the life?
My brother has a life. He works, goes to gym three times a week and manage a healthy relationship with his girlfriend. The shampoo was about to run out, but then I noticed he bought a new bottle. So tell me, how will I ever be a master of my own fate if I get frustrated every time life proves I can’t buy shampoo?