Saturday, May 19, 2018

Might As Well

I sleep a bit more than I used to, but still there are many nights I am awake. After the logging. More and more though, instead of coming here or going elsewhere to indulge my addiction to writing and sharing, I distract myself with phone games while listening to background TV. Too real, the delusional distraction life. So normal, so sad, so futile. Meaningless, only if no one cares. Wondering about me. Somewhere in between the distractions, I've added to the bog here in years past and elsewhere, I just don't keep track or announce it the way I used to. Maybe I stopped believing anyone cares. Maybe I stopped caring if anyone cares... at any price. Still, after the blogging, loneliness swallow me whole.

And how are you?