Everyday I do what I'm supposed to do, (begrudgingly) wake up early, shower, eat, go to work, come back… read a little, sometimes… meditate, three times a week… run.
Everyday I sleep on time, no real reason to justify staying awake until late.
When the desire to listen to music arises I listen to classical music, Eighteen months ago or so I threw away more then fifteen years of music, CDs included, in total two thousand and five hundred songs or so, all of them hand picked.
Sometimes I get so annoyed at listen to the voice of people that I can't even stand to watch a tutorial.
I no longer watch movies, no games of any king, no friends, no pets, no girlfriend, no flirtation.
The written word shall suffice.
I see life as dull and unwanted, that was growing for a while, but now it has become all too apparent.
Blend and illusory.
My only true wish is that it would stop; but even wishing that is not worth it, naturally soon it will stop, and that too shall become blend and illusory.