WELCOME TO IT

O hello im here at work thinking of all the bullshit that in itself entails the commute, the stench filled subway, the bitterness filled droves. Not that im superior to them by any account, I myself am a bag o' bitter. I try to curb my sarcasm, stifle my cynicism. There really is no point. I want to be like that guy in The Stranger who just realizes one day its all meaningless and bleak anyway and stops caring. I want to be like him at the end of the novel on the last page, when he is walking through the crowd and he wants to feel the hate. Just to be able to feel something after all that time of nothingness. Well...here we go again kids,I guess ill just get out there and try to feel the hate again.

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