This is life.

Is this it ? Is it all there is ? Just spend one day on your own. In a room. Nothing but a pen and paper. No distraction. Pure austerity. And you will notice. Your boredom. Your lust. Your cravings. Your thoughts.
You may wonder: is this all there is?
People are out there. Doing their important things. Working. Eating. Laughing. And I'm here. In a room. Thinking.
I am fine. No hunger. No thirst. What else do I need ? I am lucky. With this free time. Many people are suffering. Dying. Somewhere. Else. Not in this room. And I am here.
Life is just that. And it goes on. And you choose. Whether you want to be in this room. Or even which room you want to be in. You have no choice. You must choose. A room. A life. Cheers!

Comments

  1. You are alone, free from distractions.
    What you've got, just pens and paper.
    You lament on the emptiness, of your day.
    You panick for the life wasted away.

    You hope to scribble down your thoughts - neither joy nor shame about the idleness. But despair comes and you're drifted under the tide of time, to immense darkness.

    Or you could remain still in the deep sea, feeling the sun beam reaching for you. Then you would afloat, breaking off the surface and embrace the tender warmth of the sun.

    What a sunny day, you exclaim and walk out of the room,
    drown yourself in the energy of a busy summer afternoon.

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