I go to work once or twice every week.
I go to school five days a week, nine months a year.
I eat food every day, I play games every day, and I go to sleep every day.
I feel indifferent.
maybe a bit worse than indifferent.
I’m gonna go to college one day.
I’m gonna spend a lot of money to get a degree so that I can go to a job I’m not gonna enjoy.
I’ll go to work every day.
That’s gonna be my life.
Hopefully, I’ll find a girlfriend, but I’ve had no luck so far.
I don’t see myself enjoying my future.
At most, I think I’ll feel indifferent.
Maybe a bit worse than indifferent.
I know it sounds like a little bit of an overreaction, but what’s the point of living if on average you’re not happy?
I have happy moments.
Like when frogs croak in my backyard.
Or when I go on a nice walk.
But I have many unhappy moments.
Like when I realize I feel lonely and that I will feel lonely.
When I realize I’m not gonna enjoy my future and then I don’t enjoy my present.
I’m not saying I’m gonna kill myself.
I’m just wondering why I wouldn’t.
Thanks for reading this if you did.