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For the past few days I have been wanting to write something worthy enough to post but as you may have noticed I haven’t been able to. I haven’t even come up with anything at all, let alone something worthy. But then who am I kidding I’m definitely no Stephen King; nothing I write is really worthy of anything.

I do have some ideas but they are just complaints about how fucked up society is or how stupid governments are. Everyone already knows these things and instead of doing anything to fix it they just laugh it off like some punch line to a joke. They laugh and then continue on their day like the fish really are suppose to have three eyes and the rain is really suppose to burn when it hits the skin. Or that it is okay that the Government wastes our money on some third world country when we have numerous needs for it right here, in our own country.

I must end this post now since it has turned into what I was trying to avoid: an endless rant about something dumb; something that will never change; something that no one really cares to change. To make matters worse, I don’t fell any better; no weight has been lifted from me at all. The skies haven’t suddenly opened up to a cloudless abyss, with the sun shining its golden rays of happiness over the land. Let me leave you with this final thought:

When I was a child

I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye.

I turned to look but it was gone

I cannot put my finger on it now

The child is grown,

The dream is gone.

I have become comfortably numb.

-Pink Floyd

Comfortably Numb