What’s on my mind?

I’ve have slept through three alarms, miraculously I’m awake relatively early in the morning.

I’ll lay here, on my sleeping bag, wool blanket, yoga mat combination for an hour at least.

Neglecting all needs.

Half ass wondering what has sucked pleasure from my life and has left me a husk, a shadow of my former self.
Until I stop carrying and I day dream of much more entertaining thoughts.

Like, wouldn’t it be nice;
If I woke up in an alternate world.
Woke up in a game.
Or not at all, and instead of day dreaming about life that could be… Oh fuck it, you’re stuck.
Stop dreaming stop being.

Apathy is burning bridges.
I feel like there is nothing I can do.
So I do nothing.

-To being young and dumb and full of squandered opportunities