i'm house-sitting for a friend, and it feels as though i've adopted someone else's life for a week. the 9-5 routine is an easy one to fall into, but i suspect it has the potential to suck time into voids, never to be seen again.
should i continue down this path, i have a feeling that i might wake up 30 years later, doing the same things as i am now, making the small incremental differences and wondering how i managed to achieve fuck all. that doesn't at all appeal, and it seems... mind-stiflingly boring?
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