You wake up in the morning. It’s too early and too cold to get out of bed. But you get up anyway, switch on the heater, brush your teeth, bathe and get dressed. You eat hurriedly and rush out to get to work. On the way, you sit alone, listening to music on your iPod. You think about how fucked up this life is. You think about how lonely your existence is. What are you doing that you love to do? You’ve been searching for love, and all you’ve found is lust. The days are pointless. The nights are too long, too dark, too damn lonely. Existence is burden. Heart-broken, you find yourself wishing for death, because surely, the afterlife has more to offer.

And then suddenly, you smile. Everybody’s watching.

Buy yourself a day of freedom.
Pay in kind.
Give away your work, worry and responsibility.
Forget your family.
Forget your God.
Buy yourself a day of freedom.
Take off your shoes and walk on wet grass.
Plug in your earphones and drown out the other sounds.
Smile as the sun rises or sets in the distance.
Buy yourself a day of freedom.
The road is yours for the taking.
Set your engine free…
… set your mind free.

I don’t know what to write about, but I feel like writing about something…

I don’t know what to write about.
I don’t know what to write about!
I don’t fucking know what to write about!

What the fuck? O.o

Note: The above post was made as a result of staring at the blank “Write a new post” page in the Wordpress Dashboard for too long.