When something I enjoy doing becomes a responsibility, I begin to find it tiring. I find myself so drained of energy. It feels as though I'm just going through the motions, over and over again. I don't feel any happiness or excitement. The joy that was once there, is gone. And what's left is..emptiness? Yes, emptiness. That fills these four walls. That accompanies the shallow strums of my guitar. No, don't get me wrong. I'm not lonely. What I'm feeling though is that this world, my being here, is absolutely pointless. Life just seems bleak now. And worst of all, it seems that there's nothing much I can do about it.
Sounds sad, no? Ah, life.
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