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My short pointless life
2022-05-17 23:39:04 (UTC)

Today was a productive day..

All good things come to an end. When things just start to look better baaammmmmm they end for me. Like the co worker and myself got all in the zone trying to figure stuff out and time flew when you are in the zone.

How lucky are those who are in the zone everyday. No wonder they say that they love their work. When creative minds collaborate it's the best feeling ever. now this co worker has a month left and then will quit the job. like when you begin to finally enjoy the season they kill off your favourite character. always happens. to me.

i saw an interview once which stuck to me. It's of JP when he tells how people come to him and get emotional telling him how his words has saved their lives. He says that people are scared to share good things. fear that they may be taken away. or be judged. isn't that sad. i feel that. i'm scared of being happy. knowing its just a fleeting thing which will pass away as swiftly as it came. then comes the hangover called reality which makes you sink ever more deeper into the abyss of depression. when happiness is but a whisper. any louder and it may vanish into dust.

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