I've decided to write this after I realized I have very little reason to live on...
Family, friends, eat, and sleep. That's about it.
God? Does got exist really?
I used to carry on with life to experience the Simple Pleasures that life brings. But recently, they are :
a) haven't been appearing quite as often as I would like
b) seem to be drowned in the endless waves of life's Profound Troubles
c) uncertainty around me, make me breathless
d) not appealing enough
Okay this is turning out to be a pretty depressing post. Let's just end it here as I go and slam my head against a wall until I pass out and die.
Will write again soon...?
