Monotonous
We design the game in our minds until there is no more time. Whatever happens has happened before and will happen again. All through the years through all the breaths of air we take. It’s prime.
I don’t know what’s left out there that I haven’t already visualized in here. What do I care? I used to think it was all so rare.
I don’t have the courage to die but I’m in the middle far from the courage to live.
Posted on Saturday January 29th
