Im back to having nothing. Nothing that makes me happy, at least. Obviously im still alive, im breathing, i have the basics. But im missing things that i need. I cant say what exactly im missing because i dont even know. I just feel empty, segregated from everyone else. Everyone in�the world seems so diverse to me, but at the same time, so very monotonous. All anybody cares about is the image they're throwing to the world, trying to fit in as best as they can without even once considering�being real, being themselves. There is no more originality anymore (sometimes i wonder if there ever was to begin with) everyone is just borrowing the mind of the one next to them. No one can think for themself. A pepsi is still a fucking pepsi�even if it comes in a coke can. The only image i try portraying to the world is who�I am and what i stand for. I think i've don a good job so far at doing this, but some times i wonder if the world looks at me the same way i look at myself in the mirror, but i doubt it.�I dont know what to do, how to feel, or where to go from here. I believe in fate, i know i have no control over whats going to happen. If something was meant to happen then its going to happen one way or another. I feel like im waiting. Waiting for SOMEthing, but i dont know what. As much as i hate change, somethings have to change. That's just how things work. Fuck my life.
Boredom
That's what this is but what is boredom
its that feeling you get when you have absolutely nothing to do
but all you can think of is the things you'd rather be doing and the places you'd rather be
its sitting there with the tv in front of you and nothing's on so you turn on the radio
but there's nothing on the radio either none of your friends are available so all you really can do
is think and the thoughts you think you don't want to be thinking because they torture you
yup that's boredom and that's exactly what this is!!!!
Nice journey into the Transylvanian mountains. In Hungarian it is called "The Land Beyond the Woods." During medieval times Transylvania was a part of Hungary, ruled by the Arpad Kings, until after WWI it was stolen from her, leaving hundreds of thousands Hungarians stranded and to be persecuted by the Romanians. My journey there was to re-visit some castles, for instance, "Bran Castle", more commonly known by the unlearned as, Dracula's Castle.