You ever wake up and just want to say fugg it? What is the point?

That isn’t how I feel today, but I thought about it. I thought about just giving up and letting it all go, because it all seems too stressful to deal with at time. The constant unoriginal day.

You wake up.

You wash.

You put on clothes.

You work.

You say hello.

You say goodbye.

A lot goes in between those short sentences and things can also be so complicated that you cannot write it all down. However, where is the joy? When does all the boredom end? I know I create my own future. I realize my destiny is that it is going to be, and it is the journey through it that matters. But what do you do when you’re bored with the path that you’re on? Change it, perhaps?

What if I’m so comfortable and down right lazy that I don’t want to change it? Then what? What if I don’t want to take the risk of challenging myself for reasons such as unbalancing The Force?

It is through that type of logic that life remains stagnant. Should I really live like that?

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