I am repeating myself over and over it seems.
Everyday has become the same as yesterday,
the same as tomorrow.
The same as 7 days down the track.
Nothing changes.
You still have your acquaintances,
you still have your education,
you still have your job.
Yet there is not excitement and laughter becomes a foreign language.
Days and weeks mould into each other, thinking becomes to hard.
You let the repetitive cycle continue in hope one person can drag you out of iT.
i am waiting.
