"In communications, familiarity breeds apathy."

Dear nobody in particular,

Sometimes, the more I get to know myself, the more I
realize my shortcomings.
wonder what the hell I'm doing.
question my life choices.
regret my past.
hate myself.

I tend to fail at a lot of stuff.

I worry
I wonder
I stress over
I ponder
I question
my future.

I tend to fail at the future.

And then I ask myself why
Because most of the time
I don't give a damn what happens to me.

This is not a death wish.

This is just apathy.

But I tend to fail at that too.

I play in traffic, but
Traffic won't play with me.

I challenge authority, but
Authority won't challenge me.

I try to flee with my sins, but
My sins won't flee with me.

I abandon my past, but
My past won't abandon me.

I leave my life behind, but
My life won't leave me.

This is really fucked up. But who cares.

/end