Like most people, I have an 8-5 job. However, the night before yesterday I did not get home till 1 am and yesterday I didn’t get home till 3 am. I can not remember the last time I was able to see my roommates for more than a few seconds in passing. I am exhausted, it seems like a gift from God that my business dinner and tennis practice were both canceled for tonight, sounds like a great opportunity to relax or catch up on sleep, right? No! I just got a message from a straight girl I’m interested in friend asking me to attend some art show with her as she has some extra tickets for tonight, any “responsible adult” would turn that down to give themselves a break especially that I am showing signs of getting sick as I always do after a long period of going on none stop, yet I am very tempted to go out. It is not really about the show nor the pretty girl, I just wanna keep myself busy, do things that would “give my life meaning”, as if all meaning to my life left the day her and I stopped talking. Am I just kidding myself, trying to make my life sound fulfilled and well rounded? Because it would certainly sound like it to an outsider, why do I always reserve to such tactics? Why am I always trying to show the world how great I’m doing when the truth is, I’m really not.
I just accepted the invitation for tonight, maybe my acclaimed self destruction is not so destructing, I mean how bad can it be to be so busy taking advantage of what life has to offer?
Posted under Everyday Trouble
This post was written by Fallen on October 22, 2008
