Five past Five

It’s early in the morning and I cannot sleep. I am scrolling through Google trying to find a position at well…Buzzfeed, but not finding a single position that fits my fresh out of engineering college, inexperienced ass. I feel like I am a perfect fit for the company and just dreaming of the day I can land either a job at such a company or get selected in a play/film. I have not posted a video to my YouTube page in a month due to sheer lethargy. As my luck has it, both my legs have sprained, and so the workout session that I had joined this new year is paused. Scrolling through social media posts will be both the end of me and my creative career. Although it doesn’t matter cause we’re all going to die anyway in the end.

So my existential crisis is somehow justifying my lack of taking action. I haven’t ever professionally written, but I’ve been told that I am good at writing. I wish that was enough for a popular media outlet(This is me putting this thought into the universe. Also, hopefully, no one comes across this entry.)

Even though It takes me ages to write anything, it has taken me five minutes to pen this entry due to the amount of fire riled up inside my brain. Is this my first blog post? I don’t know yet. I hope I wake up, hold that thought, get enough sleep, then wake up miraculously cured of my sprain/s. Which human being sprains both their feet at once. Welcoming the new year with a twist. Literally. Anyway, this year was supposed to be different. I feel like a lot of penned-up frustration has been released, but in the case, I do post this on my blog page, I hope I don’t pause for a month. Let’s hope for less scrolling and more working. Am I actually going to end this on a philosophical note? No.

Still can’t sleep. Still scrolling.

Stop.

Originally published on January 13, 2020.