The days drag on one by one more and more useless and unfortunate as the next. Little excitement here and there. It’s days like today I wonder what I’m even good for. What have I accomplished in life. What is the point of seeing tomrrow. Work was shit today and I absolutely hated it. Consider the idea maybe I should get a different job maybe I am to useless for my position at work. And then I go on because tomrrow is a new day.