Originally posted by metalized
well this is not life. this is just survival. to get through to the next day is really easy. but what can man hope for? what he be afraid of even? maybe his ownself. ah! maybe i just want too many things of my life. after all, i am but a tiny little drop in a sea of endless faces. and my hopes may be annoying for the ones who are by me and other ppl. and who gives a sh*t anyway? i guess all that there is really to do is what you said. just walk to the next corner to see what's coming next. but i have the feeling that i know what's coming next: the next corner i have to walk to. tired of walking, still got to alway reach the next corner. to find that there is always one more pointless corner to reach, till i find what? who knows?