Every day seems the same. This daily ritual drains me. There is no excitement just an endless loop, a glitch in the matrix. How does one go about their entire life this way?

The monotony is maddening. Spending so much time with people you can’t stand being around. Sometimes the idea of living deep in the woods is intoxicating, no neighbors, no internet, and no bullshit co-workers.

Maybe it wouldn’t be my fault if I spiraled. Maybe I could say that I just lost myself after all that’s happened the last two years. Maybe I am losing it and deserve to be stuck here. . .