Wednesday, March 18, 2015
The absurdity of life.
Indeed. I am lost. Wandering. All over the place. I'm supposed to be
making decisions. That help me find my way. And I have no clues. It's
strictly a day to day thing. A case of random selection. Taking this or
that turn. Some days. I don't feel like turning at all. Merely
stagnating. Afraid to proceed. Or maybe it's that I need a rest. A
break. A timeout. Better to drift. Doesn't matter where I end up. Yes, I
was born to be a drifter. To drift aimlessly. Better that. Than making
sense of the absurdity of life. --Jim Broede
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