I think I may have finished life a bit early. There’s really nothing more that I want out of life. Now that I think about it, I’ve never really wanted anything out of life at all, except maybe to be an astronaut when I was five. People often talk about dreams and so on, but I see those as just DREAMS, and not reality. I’m tired of living and dreaming, and ready to just go back to the earth as a lifeless clump of molecules.
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Life is just so worthless.
I actually feel the same, I don’t really feel I want anything in my life, I don’t care about money or professional career, I feel like I do the things because I have 2, not because I actually need it or want it… I could die tomorrow and I wouldn’t care… I hate to wake up and say: fuck, well… another day…
That feeling sucks
I feel the exact same way. I never wanted to be an astronaut, but in every other respect, you could be describing me. Especially your last sentence.
I got everything I wanted.
Not sure I why I thought it would be so grand.
Guess I expected too much.
Therefore, I don’t dream anymore.
So why keep going?
Why keep doing things just because you have to?