It’s Saturday. I’m sitting at home alone. My friends are all busy. They have lives. They have children.
How did we get to this point? To this chasm – this abyss that separates us? It’s a space so wide that I can’t even contemplate how to get to the other side. It’s almost as though there has been a tectonic shift from within but somehow, I’ve missed out. Somehow, my friends and I are no longer the same. Somehow, we are different.
I keep wondering whether I will ever experience my own shift. Perhaps the shift will never come. What then? I’ve no idea what I’m supposed to do and I can’t see myself beyond now.
I’ve plans for the near future though I can’t even conceive of how they’ll turn out.
Some days, I want to sleep until the next exciting thing rushes in.