I have this inclination inside my skull that my life lacks forward momentum. Everything is forever the same, as it has always been. Nothing has altered slightly in the least. My friends are marvelously amazing, but still this giant gaping black whole seems to have embedded itself in my life. As I move throughout the day, it seems like there's always this empty sector that's missing something crucial. Something of beauty, ecstasy, warmth, charm, and euphoria. It's like forever, I've had the burden of this desolation in which I can't rid myself of. I honestly long for a change in this daily program. I hope that the brilliant creator of this program, in which I label my life, will soon sit down and make some revisions to the infinite loop he placed into the code. Evidently it was originally written with the intentions of making me agonize. I hope that an enhancement to the primordial program, will soon be made and this infinite loop will be filled with richer color and beauty. Maybe than I won't wake up grasping some silly red body pillow and I won't have to walk through the same routine, with the same questions and doubts, like my life is stuck on repeat. All I can hope for is that someday, rather soon I hope, she will barge into my life and add a pleasant and sensational flavor to the recipe. As for tonight, I have a lovely cold and awkwardly annoying red pillow to sleep next to. I wish you all sweet dreams and a divine evening.

xo

Shane