RANT: I hate it out here.
I wake up every single day to this monotonous life of doing absolutely nothing. Living through each day not knowing why I am doing what I am doing. What is the point of all this? How long will I do this for? I envy the people who have a goal. An ambition which propels them forward. Meanwhile I am just going through the motions day after day in a robotic manner without any sense of purpose. I'm stuck on this treadmill of existence with no finish line. Is this what the rest of my life going to be? Being locked up in my room working for 9 hours a day without speaking to anyone or seeing anyone typing away on my laptop. And the funny thing about all this? This is the BEST PART OF MY DAY. HOW THE FUCK IS MY WORK THE BEST PART OF MY DAY????? Work keeps me occupied. There's a goal. There are tasks which need to be completed. I have no time to think about anything else and I can focus on doing something which I relatively like. And I get to talk to people. Even if it is 30 seconds of ...