Saturday, April 19, 2008

• Ever the Same.

  As I walked the dark streets of my neighborhood, my mind fell onto the people inhabiting it. My small neigborhood is no treat for the eyes, or any other part of the body, for that matter. But people still function accordingly with their schedules and to-do lists day to day, just as the rich do up in the gated communities. How do they do that? I wonder if there's just something wrong with me. I find it so incredibly difficult to follow the same routine every day, week after week. Not only does it bore me to tears, but it really just takes the spark out of life. I know what's going to happen tomorrow, and I know what's going to happen next week. It's no shock to me. I get up in the morning, I wear the same uniform, I do my eye makeup the same as I have for almost a year, etc., etc.. Yet these people seem to do it with no objections. They continue their lives just as they have for the past 5 years, with a few minor changes. The world keeps spinning, and they do with it. I trip up every time I see another suit taking his morning coffee and suitcase out to his car at 7:25am, sharp. I feel like if I ever ended up that way, I would just die. Are these people happy? Or are they helpless, at the mercy of what the calender reads?

  But the world keeps spinning, whichever option it is that applies.

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