I guess its pretty sad when all I can see is the writing on the wall at the funeral procession of the the four walls and the funeral... it appears to me unless i make drastic choices in my life i will be doing nothing but watching the wheels turn and keeping things status quo at my job, in my life, nothingness begets more nothingness... there is nothing here, nothing i care about anymore, no more goals i can accomplish working a dead end graveyard shift, and Hamilton itself is becoming a Ghost town to me, memories I see in reflected mirror images, probaly distorted by whatever i consider the good times, its not enough to merely survive, I need that fire in my belly, I need to be better than this... exsistance isnt enough.Current Mood: Apathetic.
Current Music: Against the Wind, Bob Seger.
I'm not afraid of death. It's the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life.
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