I remember the time, when we were kids. We had no option to stalk someone, we had no smartphones, we had no facebook. Hell, we blogged on paper if we bothered. All we had was maybe opinion of a friend and hitch-hiking to the unknown hoping for the best. Taking the bus on friday morning on a promise made week before. No tomorrow. No money and it didn't matter. We had no guarantee, yet we had no doubts either. We were young and arrogant, life hadn't fucked us in the face yet. If we lost, we went on. If we got lost, we found a way. It was all improvise not analyze. Untouchable and always moving.
What we have now. Staring at the screen, what to say, when to stay, observing every move, still thinking, if say anything at all, stare the screen, bite nails, occasional cigarette, already accepting the loss surely, staring at the screen, grass was greener....step up your game, be faster, stronger, better, sell your stock. Nobody is buying. The bids are too high. Seen it before, done it before, lets stop doing it overall. Lets not be, not exist.
I'm just saying i'm sick of...everything is out in the open, but everyone is withdrawn from life. I know where everyone was on saturday night, probably what they ate even and tip of the iceberg of two word feelings of good old facebook, but what the hell is the point of this. Does anyone get up their asses anymore to seize the day. Do impulsive shit.
Ah, whocarez...just a random evening at work....uneventful
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